Tag: A-less

Aborted session, Monday November 14 ; Transformed, completed session, Tuesday, November 15

Hi guys,

After you start experiencing Super-O’s and MMO’s, your body and psyche develops a hunger for the Aneros. It could be Aneros horniness. Just about every session is good, and many are superb. After most sessions, you enter Aless which is exquisite, sweet, and powerful which preps you for the next session. Such has been my experience in recent months and certainly after that landmark session on September 14.

Such was my intention yesterday morning when I prepped my usual models of MGX, Maximus, and Progasm Classic for my session. My ride with MGX was fairly good. However with Maximus I could feel a BM coming on. So aborted the session, went to the bathroom, and had a super large and super long duration BM which pretty much evacuated my intestine. I have found that my Aneros sessions keep me regular. But what happened yesterday was something out of the ordinary. I never got to Progasm Classic. The session lasted only 30 minutes.

I had thought of having another session in the noon hour or early evening, but I got involved in a translation project.

This morning I had a session with the same models which was great. They rode exceedingly well. I relaxed and let go. The models massaged anal tract and prostate with some new strokes which amazed me. I believe the session lasted about an hour. Now I have a great Aless. Take care.

Dripless Session

This is delayed blog entry.  It refers to something I did last Thursday.  On Thursdays, my wife goes to town for groceries and errands leaving me all to myself at home.  While she is gone, I usually get on the couch and enjoy an hour-long Aless while listening to binaural. 

Last week, I decided to be bold, I insert my Helix Syn and headed to my woodshop for an active standing/walking first part of a session.  This was about 45 minutes before she departed and my plan was to turn my usuals Aless session into a full mid-morning Anero session.

In anticipation of massive precum evacuation during this ‘working’ session, I came up with a fool proof plan.  I took a large party balloon, filled it with air to stretch it, then I cut the neck off but a little further down into the balloon itself.  The cut made the balloon fit precisely over the glans without cutting the circulation.  I was able to enjoy walking around and then enjoy my entire session without having to worry about leakage.  When all was done, the balloon had contained every single drop without a mess.

A few years ago, I had done that to enjoy a bate session while driving on a business trip.  This is better than diapers (I never used those) or safety towels.

I plan to do this again, possibly this Thursday.

Life is wonderful

My first super O was Aless

Yeah so that happend…

In the last couple pf monthes i discoverd the benefits of edging and ive been practicing twice a day for 30 min or so. During this time ive discovered improved performance in the bedroom enhanced arousel and raised awareness to my prostate and surrounding muscles with these new tools i found myself practicing aless almost daily before bed where I was most relexed.

My method was similar to a guide that was written in the forum (and please forgive me for not remembering your name).
I was lying on my back with legs bent and feet on the bed (a comfortable positon for me even for aneros sessions).
After getting comfortable i started to concentrate on a point that was in my lower abdomen somewhere under my bellybutton but not to low. After a few deep breaths that point would start pulsating and my session truley begins. I had tremandous progress from minor good vibes to fully enveloping p-waves always stopping in a point where I knew i couldent get over in that session. Read more »

The sweetness and power of an Aneros autofuck, Saturday session November 12, and wow! That Aless!!

Hi guys,

I have never experienced anal intercourse. It is in many ways the quintessential sexual activity among gay men. But I am sure that the bisexual and even many straight men enjoy it too. I’ve heard that if done properly and with right intention it produces a “connection” out of this world for men!

However, in the real world of HIV/AIDS and other STD’s, fucking among men without protection is very risky.

I just wonder if an Aneros autofuck rivals or is different from anal intercourse among men. According to the Aneros Wiki, an Aneros autofuck ranks real high on the scale of Aneros milestones. An Aneros autofuck is that when Aneros devices do the work. They fuck you so naturally and easily with any hardly effort on your part. They ride you much more so than you ride them. I felt this morning how beautifully and sweetly and powerfully, MGX, Maximus, and Progasm Classic plowed my ass!

The session must have lasted at most an hour from 5:30-6:30 a.m. approximately.

However like many Americans, I was thrown into despair and black depression when the Trump/Pence ticket won the majority of votes in the Electoral College and Hillary Clinton won the major of popular vote this past Wednesday. The change of mood, at least here in DC, seems to be that of day and night. That is why I had no sessions since Monday morning this week. Read more »

All Cried Out – Aless Session Going Frenzy – Super-Os On A New Level, WTF!

WAS THAT ME? I’m still struck by the noises right out of my mouth. Never listened to such ecstatic cries mixed with laughter, moaning and sobbing, especially not from me. This afternoon was a great step forward on my journey. I learned a lot about my nipples and how to trigger them. Re-wiring has installed solid connections between them and my prostate. It’s awesome how little a touch [Uh, chairgasm coming up, yessss! It seems to become usual that writing about my experiences no longer is possible without chairgasms during typing, perhaps reinforced by some bulges on the seat? No matter, it feels great!] It’s awesome how little a touch causes tremendous reactions in my lower body.
But one after the other: Thank God, it’s friday, coming home having some time for myself led to the question whether I should try another Aneros session like yesterday or change to Aless action. As my rosebud felt a little sore I gave in to have some fun without tools. The last session had been nice, but neither did I have enough time nor could I really concentrate why at least I had not been fully satisfied. The winner was: Aless!
As a bonus this decision gave myself some time to rest, have a coffee and calm down. Sitting on the couch after finishing the coffee I only lifted my legs on the seat, stretched out and decided to try do-nothing. After some time there were some little vibes but nothing more, when my evermore frequent occurring inner voice whispered: Nipples, try your nipples! I grinned with anticipation.
My right hand fumbled its way to my right nipple, but the fabric of my shirt was too thick. I unbottened the shirt on the height of my chest and my hand slid under the outer cloth and glided over the cotton undershirt to meet my nipple. Like operating a switch a sudden short unvoluntary followed. Touching the button a second time caused a second quite a bit longer unvoluntary. This time I waited even a bit longer before [second chairgasm] I ringed the bell the third time and got a few consecutive unvoluntaries. I grinned in horny expectation what this routine would lead to. How the insiders will have concluded I was climbing the ladder to ecstasy. Every touch gave me some more intense and longer lasting unvoluntaries. [Wow, a long chairgasm transcending to nearly a Super-O!] My gland now was fully activated and sending out warm waves throughout my body. I liked it in a mean way, this teasing out of nuances and playing with tension. I was eager to get as much I could tease out. I still had no clue, where this would lead me. In a while I found myself twisting and turning and jittering wildly. My moaning grew louder and mixed with some screams. [Chairgasm No. 4] Never before I did hear me crying that way. Finally three mighty Super-Os came over me and fortunately all doors and windows and even the shutters were closed. Otherwise neighbours might have rushed in to administer first aid. When the last Super-O faded out I found myself fully awake and loaded up with energy and heard myself laughing in pure bliss. Wondering about the difference between cuming and Super-Os I was disturbed by a phone call. Ten minutes later I went upstairs to the bedroom. I wanted to get out of my tight jeans and continue that session in bed. I had some more time and couldn’t get enough.
I grabbed my pillow to put it under my stomach and got into my favourite position with my right leg stretched out and my left one put a little aside. [What an exhausting chairgasm! No. 5] Soon there were some unvoluntaries, p-waves and dry orgasms, bumping in the matress, leaking precum but not more. I meanly grinned to myself lifting my right eyebrow: “Another nipple action?” I asked myself. As an answer I rotated on my back. This time my right hand went to my left nipple and with the first tapping the wires to the gland were fully present.
My nipple play went on nearly like before, but my screaming become even louder. Tapping with all fingers only on the chest around my nipple drove me crazy. I cried as loud as I could and found myself in uncontrollable tortuous and tortured motions. With groaning and writhing three to four smashing Super-Os came over me to overtop everything so far. With eyes wide open I almost passed out. The elemental force of these Super-Os absolutely blew me away. Nevertheless I was laughing with delight, as happy as a sandboy I talked to myself: “That is completely crazy.” [These chairgasm are quite exhausting, too. No. 6!] I’m all run down, good night!

“Hands-Off! A Super-O Masturbation Denial Session”

Oh my! This may be the best “session” yet. Let me explain how it happened……

I am in Day 9 of semen retention (again!) and am waking up these days with an intense erection. I feel that I could be heading for a wet dream any night now and keep a towel in place under my tight boxers. With just a little bit of stimulation, I feel that I could easily jack myself off this morning. But I really don’t want the release “solo” now — I would prefer it with my wife. So I am up about 4 AM and decide to lie down and chill. I select (on YouTube): “Erotic Lounge Bar Sexy Chill Out and Relax Session 2013”. Now, this may have been a “duplicate” track I have heard before, but in this case, it was perfect! Let me elaborate further…..

As I lie down, I begin to stroke and caress my scrotum and the underside of my penis through my boxers. It feels good! But then something deep inside began to “whisper” to me: “Keep my hands off”! “Don’t cum now”! clear as a bell. And, with that, started a chain-reaction of events that culminated in a series of Super-O’s! Here is what I remember….. Read more »

Aless during Election Day and the day following

Hi guys,

After I had two marvelous sessions that were just sixteen hours apart of each other, I decided to have a cessation of sessions for a couple days. Those couple days Election Day on Tuesday and the aftermath today. The election of the Republican Trump/Pence brought jubilation to the majority who voted for him and dismay to the minority that voted for Hillary Clinton, such as myself. Fortunately I had an activity away from my apartment which nursed my profound sadness, and even grave depression.

Yet, during this time, I had stretches of relentless and profound Aless which beckons me to have a session tomorrow morning, Thursday. A good night’s sleep will refresh my fatigue and energize myself for an Aneros session. Take care!

A Slight Idea Of A Super-T

First I have to thank @GGringo and @goldenboy, i’m pleased for your comments, it is an enormous support for me and my journey to get your prompt feedback. Reflecting on your worthful comments often discloses some hidden secrets to me:
As I typed my blog yesterday night, there were some slight vibes coming up. Still rather exhausted and driven by an inner feeling I decided to go rub one out instead of trying to repeat the Aless session of the night before, although I was longing to continue these successful experiences.
While masturbating p-waves mingled into the penile sensations, but I continued and ignored them. Coming close the p-waves nevertheless became even stronger and finally supported a very productive and intense orgasm. That gave me an idea what a “Super-T” may feel like. Thinking back I must admit that I couldn’t say how long I didn’t ejaculate before.
Looking at that period of abstinence and repeated Aless sessions I come to the conclusion that this combination led to those wonderful Super-Os In My Chair.
And thanks to @GGringos I today indeed notice a particular point on my chair that puts more pressure on my prostate when I lean forward for typing.
Have a good time and stay curious!

Sudden Super-O In A Chair

Hi Folks, I’m still flabbergasted by my last night experience. Writing some comment about reaching a Super-O in the forum and almost meditating about this, hard trying to feel deeply inside me just to be able to tell about the feelings leading me there I was concentrating on these feelings about perhaps 15 minutes. Then sitting there on my chair in jeans and shirt typing my comment a sudden super-o came over me out of nearly nothing, without any foreplay or stimulation than having in mind my Super-Os of the past. All at once I found myself winding, squirming and writhing in sexual bliss reaching a first Super-O that after a short break was followed by an un-be-lie-vable series of Super-Os along with a raging hard-on bulging my jeans. I was and still am fully overwhelmed by this, I had no chance to concentrate on my work today, having Aless moments all the day. I am all rund down, but perfectly happy. Oh yeah!

What a wonderful saturday morning, starting the day with Aless

Hi folks! Sorry, but once I had recovered from the flu and were back in my daily working routine, there was nearly no more time for other activities like training my prostate, even less for working on my blog. So, let’s jump back to the present and to this wonderful saturday morning I had today. Despite the awful misty autumn weather outside with fog, darkness and continuous rain, I wouldn’t swap this morning for anything. It was already nine o’clock when my cellphone alarm woke me up. To some bird’s twittering and psychedelic sounds – so called pleasant awakening – I stretched and rolled on my stomach. “What about a little Aless?” I asked myself and in a sudden I felt a first unvoluntary muscle tension in my buttocks. “Oh, yes!” was my answer and I went on with my self-talk.
“Spread your legs” I heard my inner impatient and imperious voice (or should I better say my prostate?) commanding me. But I knew I only had to move my left leg aside and a little bit upwards, so my body would rotate a little to my right side and give my cock some space to move and grow. That was exactly, what the “Voice” wanted. As a reward first unvoluntary sphincter contractions and “hip-bumping-forward”-motions followed on foot. Furthermore I soon felt a little vibration in my prostate. It’s fascinating how fast I have learned to accurately locate my prostate and target it for treatment. My left thigh was now in a right angle to my body and my lower leg rested in parallel. This way my butt felt somewhat ready-to-receive and open, like waiting for a rigid member to be pushed into my rosebud. In my mind my whole hand went up my anal canal and grabbed my prostate, only pressing it gently with two fingers as to cockily teasing it. My prostate gratefully sent out warm shivers throughout my body and now fully took over command. In less than two minutes I found myself in sweet agony thrusting forward my hard-on. Visions of f*cking my wife while myself getting drilled from behind appeared and vanished. First dry orgasms shook my body bumping me forward to the matress. I grabbed the pillow and put it under my stomach what opened my buttocks a little wider and gave me another thrill. I felt even more helpless and exposed to my prostate. Again and again I grounded my fingers into the mattress, winding and twisting my body in lustfull bliss under the sweet violence of my gentle rapist. “F*uck me!* I repeatedly urged it to go on with it’s reprehensible doing. Like dry ejaculations my orgasms came over me one after the other, not shooting any load in a few seconds but with a feeling of a continuing dry ejaculation for not less than half a minute and with only one or two seconds in between. Sometimes when I felt exhausted the frenzy seemed to end, my body was calming down, but as soon as I catched my breath again the next wave of unsatiable lust took posession of me. After half an hour my first Super-O came up. Continuing dry orgasms felt as one and shook my whole body transcending into another level of consciousness. Like floating freely my body came to rest creating peace of mind and contentment. The next two or three Super-Os in the next hour could not really catch up with the first one, but it remained hard to get a grip of myself and coming to an end of this addictive prostate play and one and a half hours of sexual bliss. Nevertheless there was a big smile on my face when I looked into the mirror finally brushing my teeth.
Folks, I wish you lots of luck and happiness, and keep on playing with your gland!