Saturday night is usually pretty quiet. Watch some Netflix and that’s about it. This past Saturday was more like unreal, or maybe even surreal. I had done the usual routines and was in bed with my Helix. Breathing and contraction routines were complete and I was just relaxing, enjoying some nice waves and sensations as the Helix jittered away. I started thinking about this hot girl that I know who I would love to get into the sack with. As I fantasized about her running her lips over my nipples, I could feel my breath quickening. My cock started getting harder and I reached down and slid my foreskin back. I stroked my head a few times and then let go, because now she was running her hands over my ass, squeezing with her nails. This made me flex and then BAM! Helix was deep inside me, slamming back and forth for all it was worth. My legs straightened out and my back arched and I went stiff as a board. I was running my hands all over myself, and I was squeezing and pinching my nipples, triggering more and deeper penetrations than I ever thought possible. I rubbed my hand over my face and slipped a fingertip into my mouth, sucking it like it was her nipple, flicking my tongue across it. Then I bit it and my hips started thrusting back and forth. The image flashed into my head of me behind her, driving my cock into her between those beautiful cheeks. I could feel cum throbbing through my cock as I thrust in and out of her, even though I wasn’t. I was raving aloud, basically going from groaning to screaming “Fuck me” over and over! My world had vanished by this point and my neck is tight, the muscles corded as I drive it back further. I felt the most immense orgasm sweep through me at this point and I was sure that I had soaked the entire world in which I existed. I know that if my windows were open, the entire neighbourhood would have heard my wordless scream.
I slowly start to come down as the flash bulbs are going off in my brain. I’m panting and gasping in the distance and I curl up, hugging myself as I slowly shudder my way into a dark existence, waves, heavy with pleasure rolled back and forth over my body. A light sheen of sweat covered me from head to toe and I think it was probably ten minutes before I came back into the room. My little Helix started twitching again, but I decided that I had been to some unbelievable nirvana and I needed some time to absorb it all.
What amazes me two days later is that when I got up, I hadn’t sprayed a drop anywhere. It was all inside my body and my head. Three more times that night as I tried to sleep, I would wake up, either starting, or in the middle of an orgasm. The opticals were like throwing a stone into a smooth pond and watching the circular waves move outwards. Gawd, is this going to end? I really loved this session, getting dirty and maybe even a little angry, or maybe just aggressive. I think I’ll have to try it again sometime!
Dry Orgasm without Aneros
So it seems that I’ve reached a place in my journey where it’s possible to have p-waves without the device inserted. I don’t know if anyone else has been able to experience this, but whenever I close my eyes and start to relax, I feel it building now. If I let it go, it will go pretty far. No super yet, but dry ones for sure.
It’s just more evidence that the Aneros helps teach you to something you were always capable of. The pleasure comes from some internal source, not from an external stimulus. Learning to relax is the key.
“Male Chastity: Why Do I Do It?”
[This blog was inspired by @SOwithoutAneros]
@SOwithoutAneros has taken the chastity “plunge” with a CB-6000! And that fact brought back memories of my foray in the world of male chastity cages. I eventually bought a genuine CB-6000S which I wore for months. I generally did not wear it at night when NPTs are prevalent; rather, during the day including out in public. I did wear it through some very arousing erections, just as an experiment. While wearing it, you have to be prepared. It will be difficult to remove the cage until you are soft again. So there is a kind of “point of no return” while wearing it.
I had eventually switched from a chastity cage to a “chastity cup” and although the basic concept remains the same, the way they feel is entirely different. The cups are designed to prevent masturbation and although the cage does the same thing, a cage is designed to prevent erection. Thus, the feeling that an erection gives is different while wearing a cage than a cup. As I remember, I could “feel” the erection deep in my groin to the base of the penis. Not so much so while wearing a cup. Which one do I prefer? In all honesty, wearing a close-fitting “cage” is the real-deal in male chastity! Wearing a “cup” is, just, different. While the intent is the same (masturbation and ejaculation control), the physical restraint is different.
I did NOT Expect this when I started my journey!
I have been on the journey for almost a year now, and have been achieving incredible super-orgasms of amazing heights and depth, always evolving, sometimes in giant leaps, and sometimes in gradual crawls. I was no stranger to Aless sessions and mind-blowing Super Orgasms, but recently I discovered new levels of communion with an endless orgasm-energy.
I posted recently that I felt like I was in a lull of sorts, a place where I could not imagine or envision where to go, but at the same time, having an unmistakeable sense of there being much more to explore. I felt like I had dug far “linearly” but once there, I had not explored “broadly” if that makes any sense. I took to heart the advice of being mindful of what wolf I fed, (in my personal life) and not worrying too much about WHERE to go. After these recent incredible sessions, I fully understood that destination implies a hunt, a specific start and end, which is not what this is about (as I understand it) it’s much more of getting in SYNC with an ever-present pleasure-energy, and opening new and wider channels to enter “communion” with it.
Physical Chastity – My First Experiences
Hi Folks,
all the reports about chastity cups, mental chastity and semen retention here intrigued me a lot. Finally I couldn’t resist to give physical chastity a try. As usual the first cage a man orders has been much too big, although it was difficult enough to cool him down to a really flaccid state and his smallest size to get him at all even into that bigger model of those tiny tubes. But with a lot of lube and a lot of persuasion it suddenly happened.
LOCKED UP!
I’d never thought, that being locked up alone already would feel so arousing, even if doing it myself is still enabling me to free myself whenever I’d like. Of course I don’t want to spoil my own party, why I will try to endure the situation as long as I can bear it, but it all still belongs to my own decision. How I now can empathize with all the lucky poor guys who have given away their only key! Ooh, writing this, the next wave of arousal engulfs my whole body.
The only problem with that first too big cage has been my ability to start an erection, thus my member could squirm and writhe and fill my cage to the max, what already has been too much and why it‘s been so painful.
Now I can already proudly announce to be back in physical chastity again, caged in my CB-6000 for the second time.
YES! The PC muscles are the biggest contributor!
So, today was a GREAT day. Focused solely on using my PC muscles and limiting rectal muscle usage as much as possible. What a freakin’ difference! Surprised how sore I am after an hour today and what I did yesterday. Been working out the wrong muscles for weeks! Time for some kegels!
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been a bit
Been a bit since last entry.
So a few weeks ago I had a strange session where I got super bad heart burn, long of the short is ended up ‘pushing the energy down’ (see post “first time for everything”) once I did that the heart burn went away like it didn’t exist but along with it any sensations in every session after. So I put things away for a bit and went back old school. Without getting into great details I started to feel intermittent unasked for sensations again, beginnings to a-less orgasm starting to ignite. It was like my prostate was asking “what about me? HELLO! I thought we were friends, where’d you go?” I gave it a few more days to make sure it wasn’t just my mind playing tricks on me, and each day I had the slow quiet ignition. That weekend I joined w/ JR while in the shower. I also happened to do something I don’t normally do, I slowly edged feeling JR rubbing and tickling, staying fully relaxed, enjoying all he offered me. I just let this go and started to ooze cum, felt so relaxing. JR was taking care of me so gently, working over my prostate so slowly, I literally got a hand full of cum (I don’t know why I caught it but I did) and I had ejaculated 2 days before and got next to nothing. I finished my shower but instead of dismounting I decided to stay joined w/ JR (I have masturbated when joined w/ Miss MGX on purpose 2 times before but always dismounted after). He gave me several lovely orgasms during that session, that’s all I can say, I should have wrote it down.
“Sexual Regularity”
Introduction
Having slept in my Mueller Flex Shield cup overnight and now in a new Day 3 of SR, I awoke at about 1 AM. I wanted to retreat down to the comfort of my sofa and I selected a nice, soothing track for Solfeggio 639 Hz meditation: “It enables creation of harmonious community and harmonious interpersonal relationships”.
Almost as soon as I starting listening and meditating, I began to make an important connection. Let me explain…..
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{Note: this connection may seem somewhat bizarre and absurd at first, but please hear me out!..}
I have bouts of constipation from time to time and thus was the case a couple days ago. Having been irregular for a couple of days, I knew that I needed some help. I needed to take a laxative. I waited up until bedtime without success, then made the decision to take it. I did and then retired for the night. After about 4 hours, I felt it starting to work and was relieved that 10 hours later, when I awoke, I was “regular” again!
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Now, what does this have to do with the meditation, you may ask? Well, it occurred to me that our sexual selves operate, in fact, with regularity. Let me give some examples….
Our NPTs which almost all of us men experience at night, occur with great regularity. If they did not, something would be wrong with our sexual “plumbing”. I anticipate these and sometimes am prepared by wearing a “chastity cup” to negate the stimulating effects of the ensuing erections.
Calm Blue Ocean
Started out with what is the usual routine now – warm, relax, flex, lube. Getting the Peridise in place was easy, as my body has been craving it all day. At certain times earlier, I could feel an almost purring or thrumming inside the space between the base of my scrotum and my anus. Could be my prostate? Hard to know. It was a subtle vibration, in some ways, and it felt good. When my body pulled the device in on its own accord, it took it in up to the last bulb, where the last nub stayed half in, half out of my anus. Gentle contractions didn’t pull it in any more than that, so I decided to keep it in that position unless my body pulled it in further.
Again tried the “do nothing” approach. I didn’t get the same sweet feeling inside my anal / prostate / scrotum region, but in relaxing, I could feel my body sometimes making involuntary movements with the device. I could feel it gently moving a bit here and there, and it felt good. As I let my body relax throughout the session, even though the device wasn’t moving much (at least consciously?), I felt a gradual increase of pressure on my prostate. It engorged with seminal fluid, and I could feel the pressure building inside. Mostly my penis remained flaccid, but with that pressure, more precum started leaking out the tip. At times, I was incredibly tempted to start conscious muscle contractions, but fought the idea away and tried to stay relaxed. The mounting pressure in my prostate was amazing, and it was craving release. At the end of the session, my body reluctantly gave up the Peridise, and released a significant amount of precum throughout.
What a strange session …
This was different indeed and quite the learning experience.
Flushed myself out with an enema. Lubed up with the organic shortening which I’m really starting to like. Popped in the Progasm. Face down on the bed with a couple pillows under my hips.
Had four SO’s in about six minutes. These were REALLY nice orgasms. After that though the intensity dropped off. I could still get to an orgasm but not with the intensity of the first four or even close to what I usually get. They were kind of what I’ll call “sideways”. This is how I refer to a traditional orgasm when you’ve tried to hold it to let it build then it all falls apart sensation wise. You still climax and ejaculate but you’ve blown the best part of the sensation.
Anyway, I stopped and took a break for a few minutes then I popped in the PS-New. Same results. Got up took care of a few things around the house. Grabbed the Helix Trident, not even close to what I had with the Progasm and PS-New. Kept this up back and forth for an hour and decided to stop.
Finished up around the house and decided to give it another go. Same thing. Face down, on my back, pillows under hips, no pillows, on my side, nothing worked. Gave up again and decided to get the big butt plug out and enjoy it for a while.