Major Breakthrough!

So, as my Helix still hadn’t shown up yet, I decided last night to get together with the Progasm, despite having trouble with it staying in. I followed my usual routines and when I got to bed, I stayed on top of the sheets for about 10 minutes, giving myself a rubdown of sorts. I use the fingertips to ever so lightly touch my skin, starting from my shoulders and running down my sides, abdomen and upper legs. I approach my nipples slowly and when I do get to them, rubbing and pinching harder and harder. All of this caressing is sending energy waves into my perineum and scrotum.
After I lube and insert the Progasm, I can feel tingling as I breath nice and slow and deep. When I can feel I’m ready to move on, I start contractions and over the course of the next hour, I had some pleasant feelings but nothing special. I removed it and took a break for about 20 minutes. When I came back to the Aneros, I took a lot longer with my breathing, about 20 minutes. Then within about 2 minutes, I started feeling the sensations working up from my prostate. As they swept through my abdomen, they went through my head as well, closing my hearing to the ordinary sounds of the bedroom. But instead of curling up in a tight ball and shaking, I started to pogo instead. My head was bobbing up and down and my legs were pushing down and pulling up. My arms were bouncing up and down. It was a different reaction to before, in that this time, I didn’t feel tight. Instead, my body was flopping, with little control. I was clamping on the Progasm as tight as I could. I felt another wave of energy coming up and I let it flow through me and envelop my head, and every part of my core. That’s when things got really wild. My head and the entire rest of my body started flopping from side to side, and my hips were simultaneously thrusting back and forth and my penis was getting hard. Vocalizing was totally out of my control, and I could vaguely hear, off in the distance, groans, moans, and whimpers. It lasted at least 2 minutes and ended only with, as usual, the damn Progasm slipped out. I quickly re-inserted it and the Super-O started again. Same as before, just not quite as intense. I had to re-insert each time and I had a total of 4 Super-O’s. I pulled out the Aneros and got up to take a break.
While I sat at the table, I was moaning and rubbing my nipples, and giggling at the same time. My anus was fluttering and I had buzzing through my cheeks and perineum. When I finally returned to the bed, I decided to go Aless and see what would happen. I was up so high at this point, that within a minute or two, I was going through another 2 SO’s. Not quite as intense as that first one half an hour ago, but still extremely satisfying.
I rolled onto my stomach and decided to go to sleep. I wasn’t thinking of anything in particular, and before I could stop it, another lesser Super O rolled in. It took me by such surprise, that I couldn’t even contract and breath to try and keep it going. When it eased, I could feel more Anus flutters and tingling, and within a few minutes another one rolled in. I was ready for this one and managed to turn it into 3 multiples.
Now, I’m starting to worry that I’ll never get any sleep. I rolled onto my back and thought about ways to stop things. Then, I remembered Penis,NOT and took hold of it. I started another orgasm right away, and thought that that didn’t seem to help at all. When it eased off, I was left holding a hard penis, sexual level on extra high.This sucker was red and stretched at the end, but remained dry. I said out loud, ‘Fuck, I need a pussy to shove this into!’ That started me off again. I turned onto my side, still holding my penis and as my hips thrust back and forth, my arm was slapping against my thighs as I held on. At this point, the slightest sexual thought pushed me over the edge, and I ended up seeing spots again, with my head and arms flopping around.
After, I really tried to calm myself down, but my body wasn’t quite done. I had several more Dry Orgasms as the night went on, and by 3 am, I thought the worst was over. I continued to feel flutters and tingles, along with twitches all over. Somehow I managed to fall asleep.
I’m glad I was able to sleep in a little this morning.

“Helix Trident – My New-Found Friend!”

Background
My! What a session this morning with the Helix Trident! But I need to back-up first to the beginning….

I have been sleeping without wearing a “chastity cup” for the past week. Is it helping me to sleep better? Perhaps, but I am still awakened by some extremely-strong night-time erections (NPTs). One this morning was extremely arousing. I decided to retreat to my comfortable sofa and just chill with some relaxing music for a while. I was not wearing anything but PJs. After a while, I began to meditate and fantasize. And my erection switched “on” as if by magic! What caused the “switch” to be thrown? I believe it was when I began to fantasize about having a prostate procedure this morning in the hospital. When I contemplated this upcoming activity, my cock sprung into action! I could not stop another extremely hard erection from developing! And before long, I “knew” the rest of the fantasy was in store for me! Here it is…..

Fantasy
I am being prepared for a “procedure” on my prostate this morning and the prep will consist of two “phases”. The first is that I need to refrain from any kind of masturbation for a full two-hour period by wearing a hard-cup athletic supporter. I was given a Mueller jockstrap with FlexShield cup to wear and I put it on.

What a day!

I no sooner finished writing my last entry, then I was having more of these sensations! I think, from what I’ve read in the descriptions that these weren’t Super-O’s, but rather dry orgasms. With little effort, I was having these Aless moments all afternoon. I even had to knock off practicing kegels in the car because I could feel one starting to come on. The last thing I needed was to start curling up in a ball behind the wheel and drifting off the road into a tree! I was pretty excited though, because I was heading to the post office to pick up my newly arrived Helix.
When I got there, I was disappointed to find out that the delivery would be delayed due to weather! I was all set to get back home and shove that thing in me and tap into all of this sexual energy that was still roiling around inside! So instead, I decided to go home and “put up” with my Progasm, my new friend for almost two weeks.
I lubed up and put her in and even while I was doing my breathing, I was getting tingles, telling me that I was ready within just a few minutes. I immediately started into my newfound exercises and it wasn’t long before I was curling up tight as a sow bug and the experience was even better than Aless. I was still having trouble keeping the massive Progasm in, but despite readjusting after every shakedown, I was still able to bring on the feelings!
I had an inspiration after several moaning sweaty tingly sessions. Exploring with my fingers, I found that the Progasm was not all the way in past the second bump. I spread my cheeks with one hand and found that it went in and seated perfectly near the top and felt just fine! Then I relaxed and breathed normally, feeling actions from my prostate and and ass. Then suddenly, things changed. The p-tab started tap-dancing on my perineum, and I could feel my prostate vibrating against the Progasm. I started curling up again, but this time it was different. I wasn’t bouncing in the same way, but more shaking. It felt different, although strongly similar. My moaning sounded different too. A lot more shaking in my voice as the shaking in my body was so pronounced. I was curling up in a ball, but now with my eyes closed, I was seeing green spots, and I had gone completely deaf. My arm, which had been under my pillow supporting my head, was suddenly out and flopping against the pillow repeatedly. I was completely lost and having the time of my life! And then, just as it was ebbing, I felt the p-tab going crazy again, prostate buzzing and I was all set! Then the damn thing popped right out.
Sonuvabitch! More kegels in the daily planner. The problem is that when I’m in a highly charged sexual state like today, doing kegels just sets me off. But I will power through if it means I can get waves of Super-O’s! Yes waiter, I’ll start with some kegels, then for my entree, some more kegels, then for desert, even more kegels!
I finished the session off just after that, feeling really good! Still highly charged, but feeling pretty peaceful!

Don’t throw in the towel!

The sessions I had on Saturday and Sunday were nothing to write home about. Not that I would be writing home to tell anyone about this! At any rate, Saturday night wasn’t disappointing, it’s just that nothing really happened, beyond a few light P-waves. Sunday night was a little better, with stronger waves attempting to push through but not quite making it. I’m still having trouble with the Progasm wanting to work itself out.
Now Monday night. What an interesting evening, even though it didn’t start out that way. I’d had the shower and cleaned up. I settled into bed with my Bose noise cancelling headphones. Some sexual Binaural beats from youtube while I looked at erotic photos of women. Then some meditative breathing followed by a couple of rounds of contractions. I had found out that my Helix Syn would be delivered Tuesday, and I suppose that was on my mind. As well as thinking about whether the Progasm was staying in place caused some preoccupation and really didn’t help me. I got up, used the washroom and had a drink and then re-lubed and re-inserted. I let my mind completely relax and didn’t think about much of anything. After a time, I started feeling some fluttering and slight movement of the Aneros. I let the wave move up my body and suddenly, SLAM! The Progasm was jammed in right to the handles, and tight! Holy cow, it felt like I could have hung from a clothesline! It stayed in me for a long time, although I wasn’t getting any really strong feelings of pleasure. It felt good, don’t get me wrong. Very good! It stayed tight like that and then eased off a bit, still buried deep. The rock hard erection that had popped up, faded away too. I was all set to do a few contractions and enjoy whatever came next, but a four-legged varmint decided to change all that. My cat decided to move, and wouldn’t you know it the damn thing decided to park right against my ass! Okay, so that’s coitus interruptus!
So I got up, had a dart and read for a while. I had removed the Progasm, cleaned it and put it away. It was getting quite late and I wasn’t really up to more. Nonetheless, I laid down on my side with a pillow between my knees. I thought a few nice P-waves would be a nice way to finish the night. So, I contracted everything tightly and held until I started to shake. Then, I started feeling a light flutter around my anus, tingling in my butt cheeks and a different kind of wave gently starting to spread. I knew regular breathing would probably block it out, so I tried something different. Half breaths, with exhalation loudly and forcefully through a circular mouth. As I exhaled, I forced my emptying belly inward and down toward my centre. The wave would come back a little stronger each time I did that. My prostate and perineum started coming alive and I noticed that I was involuntarily moving. My head was moving down and my knees were drawing up as I finished each exhalation. I started shaking and soon I was moaning and groaning loudly, without even thinking about it. I was clenched up in a tight ball and my penis felt like it was ready to ejaculate. Outside sound and space vanished. It lasted for maybe 5 seconds and then eased. After a moment I contracted and released again. It started to build, I changed my breathing, and BAM! Curled up in a little ball again! More vocals, a little louder and more special breathing, and it stayed about 10 or 15 seconds. I felt like I was onto something unbelievable and so I did it 4 more times, each one a little more intense. Then I thought I’d better stop as my back was getting a little sore. Go to the kitchen and read and back to bed about 20 minutes later. While I’m reading, I can still feel fluttering throughout my lower abdomen, scrotum and prostate. Okay now, seriously, it’s time to go to bed. Onto my stomach for sleep. But the devil in me says, c’mon! Try it on your stomach. Yep, it worked, except that now my head is sliding down the bed and my ass is heading for the ceiling. And my penis dragging along the flannel sheets as I head skyward really intensifies the feeling of ejaculation, even though nothing is actually happening. I did it one more time like that and decided that position bears future investigation! Once more, then 2 more times on my side and now it’s really time for bed. 2:45 am and I’ve been at it for about 5 hours. I had a few gentle p-waves as I drifted off to sleep with, I’m sure, a smile on my face!

“No Guarantee”

[Some erotic language; readers be aware]

Introduction
Over the past 3 years, I have thoroughly enjoyed my Aneros sessions. Some have been mind-blowing while others have been duds. Why the sudden switch in sensations? I don’t know for sure but I thought about this after this morning’s session. Let me explain….

Session
Yesterday, I had a nice, thorough Aless stim of my “lower” region, especially when sitting-down. I felt that my prostate was “begging” me for a session. Well, I couldn’t have it then and so I put it out of my mind. Early this morning, while still wearing only my PJs (I did this all week), I awoke with a semi-stiff erection and yet my prostate was still nudging me onward! I listened and almost immediately I got the sense that it “wanted” the Helix-Trident. A good choice? I was a little doubtful, since my last few sessions with it were less than stellar. Anyway, I obliged, lubed-up and began. I also put-on my Mueller cup just for good measure.

My! Right from the start, the HT nestled-right-in where it belonged, with the P-tab and K-tab pressing where they should. I lied-down on my right side, left knee slightly raised and began to relax. A nice progression of feelings, and I knew I was generating some precum. Then, about mid-way through this 30-minute session, something unexpected happened!

Introducing the Helix Syn Trident!

This week Aneros is proud to announce the release of our new Helix SynTrident series Male G-spot massager. The introduction of the Helix Syn Trident represents the synthesis of our most popular series of products with our newest design innovations.

An Original Syn

As many of you know, the original Syn series models were hybrid devices combining the firmness of our rigid massagers with the softness and luxuriant feel of velvet smooth silicone. These products featured all the performance aspects of our solid, Acetal based models with the softness and comfort of a high grade silicone.

New Standards

Shortly after the release of the Trident series it was clear we had reached a milestone in Aneros development led by our new Multi-Axial Motion (balancing) architecture. Prior to this point, all Aneros products moved in two planes, along the Z-axis (in and out) and along the Y-axis (up and down). With MAMA ™ we were able to create movement along the X-axis (side to side) as well. Simply put, this new range of motion produced more sensations. At the same time the Tridents introduced a new arm/tab configuration that improved P and K-spot stimulation with greater responsiveness.

A New Syn

The first few days

In the beginning, there was darkness. Hmm. I think maybe that one’s been taken. Try this. I remember my first sexual experience. It was dark, I was afraid, I was alone. Hmm. Not much better. Okay, focus here. My story, insofar as it relates to this part of my journey starts about two years ago. Being a 50 year old male with a healthy sex drive, but a less than healthy marriage, I knew the end was near. I started exploring other facets of sexuality and came across this phenomena known as the Prostate Orgasm. My only experience with the prostate to date was that lovely once a year date with my doctor. (Where do I hang up my pants, Doc? Over there beside mine!) A nitrile glove slathered with enough ice cold lube to float an ocean liner had me convinced that there was really nothing up that dark alley that could make me feel good.
Nonetheless, I decided to look into it further and stopped in at the Stag Shop to peruse their selection of toys for men who wanted to expand their horizons. I let myself be talked into buying a small anal vibrator for about 30 bucks. It was very basic, powered by a bullet that slipped into the massager. I read up on how to relax, use a pillow and keep a towel handy. All I got for my efforts was a lubed ass, and trace amounts of precum. But my next bowel movement came out quite quickly, so there is that. I guess.
Fast forward to January of this year. I’ve been out on my own for some time now and decided that I had the time and privacy to look into this subject again. I had scavenged the bullet, taking parts to fabricate a blender/ice crusher. Sadly, that brought me more pleasure than the original manifestation!
On to the Stag Shop website, where I looked again at a veritable cornucopia of passive and dynamic arse and prostate toys. I settled on something called the Aneros Progasm. The name Progasm just clicked with me. Hey, it sounds like Orgasm! So, I based my first serious choice of tool on word association! Boldly, I clicked ‘Add to Cart” and sat back to wait.
Or did I? I had started reading up again on this subject, and found out that I need not wait, twiddling my thumbs. There was something less effective, known as external massage. So that evening, I put some erotic porn on the tablet, and lay back and got busy. I was surprised to find that although it is not effective, what with the prostate being buried deep behind skin and muscle, I still was able to get something from it. It was small and very localized, centered around the perineum. Numb, yet tingly. After two of those, I proceeded with a T.O. and it felt a little more fulfilling. The ejaculate was thinner, whiter and a little more powerful. The next night, I tried again but I must have pushed a little too hard the night before, as things were a little tender. Just the same, because I’ve got a very healthy libido, I finished off with a T.O.
Wednesday, 30th January 2019, 1600 hours. Our intrepid Shadow66 enters his local postal outlet and nods to the clerk behind the counter. They exchange pleasantries in Cantonese, but since neither of them speak Cantonese, it’s all lost in translation. (Ooh! Ooh! Just had a thought! Remember at the beginning of that movie when Scarlett Johansson is lying on the bed in sheer panties, ass facing the camera? Oh yeah baby! Lock that one away in the internal hard drive for later!)
Back on point here, sex-fiend! Our hero returns home where he carefully and savagely removes the wrapper and opens the box. He is temporarily blinded by the 10,000 Lumen beam of light emanating from the box. He pauses and looks around the room, trying to locate the source of the heavenly choir singing Hallelujah! He slowly and carefully removes the Progasm from it’s nest.
Wow! This thing is pretty hefty. And big! Maybe not the Anal Intruder from the movie Top Secret, but it looks like putting it in me arse will be like running an SD70 locomotive through a 1920’s tunnel.
That night I shower and clean up the portal, grab the seductive, grown up, more realistic porn, as opposed to the juvenile look-at-beach-balls fakery so prevalent nowadays. Something about an amateur wife moaning and stroking herself to a genuine hip-bucking, sheet-thrashing O is so much hotter than the alternative. My selections are more for the audio aspects anyway. Less distracting and more opportunity to build the set and situation in my mind. I think I’d better move on, since I’m starting to feel a little too horny to type properly.
I lube up aith some KY liquid at the door and on the Progasm. Position is paramount here people! And breathing. And relaxing. It goes in surprisingly easy. So, it’s time for darkness, breathing aaaand, nothing. For 3 hours, nada! Patient and relaxed for 3. freakin. hours. I can feel it in there. It’s not terribly comfortable. So I finish off with a T.O. while it’s still inside. I do notice that when I stroke myself up, the head is shiny and red, much like when wearing a cock ring. So the head is bigger, and it takes twice as long to finish, but the shot is powerful enough to knock the spider out of the corner of the ceiling, and it’s thin and whiter, so obviously, I’m clearing out the junk and such from my prostate.
Thursday night is the same. No pleasure. But at this point, as per Aneros’s packaging, I find the forum and start lurking. I end up trying this Progasm for most of the night, trying to sleep with it in. It’s heft works against me as I find it trying to slip out when I walk around. I finally take it out, and try it again early the next morning. Again, no fireworks and I finish off with the usual T.O.
Saturday afternoon, I’ve registered for the forum and start reading some more. I see a couple of notations that catch my eye. 1: the Progasm is more for expert level and I should be looking at something like the Helix. 2: the Progasm needs lots of lube. It’s Saturday afternoon, baby it’s cold outside and I’ve got some time to dedicate to further hands-off research. This time, with nothing better to use, I break out the Vaseline Intensive care. I know that it’s a petroleum (oil-based) jelly but let’s get after it! Between the coating on the Progasm and my butt, I could Tokyo Drift around the hairpins at Nurburgring! I slide this Exxon Valdez in and immediately it feels better than the last time. The lube provides a soft cushion, a buffer between the massager and the prostate, instead of just the hard plastic. With the audio playing in the background and some belly breathing and kegels, I start to work. I’m not paying attention to the clock so I don’t know how long I’ve been there. I’ve stopped the kegels, I’ve stopped the special breathing, and I’m kind of dozing very lightly. I can feel something happening. I can’t describe it exactly as I’ve never felt anything to compare it to. It’s like a sheet of sensation over my body, my abdomen and chest, even in my lips. It’s numb, yet tingly, and I can hear my heart beat. It’s not beating much faster, but I can hear it. My body seems to be shutting out external sounds, wiping out entire frequency ranges. I no longer hear the cat snoring nearby, and I barely hear the ceiling fan. I know I’ve got a little smile on my face, and I’m feeling very peaceful and calm. Oh, yeah. This is feeling pretty cool. Not as good as the 3 or 4 seconds during the peak of a T.O., but it’s lasting longer. How long, I can’t say, but probably a good 30 seconds. I’m letting myself get into the moment, and not trying to analyze it. It fades away and I breath a big contented sigh. It’s not a Super O, but it’s a new experience and I’ve enjoyed it. I roll over onto my other side and since the tablet is now closer, I can hear the beautiful woman moaning and gently stroking right by my face. I’m fantasizing about her laying in front of me, face to face, and after a while, I realize that it’s happening again, about the same time that I realize that I’m not even listening to her. I’m in my little cocoon and I can feel the same sensations rolling over me. I feel something beating a tattoo on the bed, and I think at the moment that the cat is scratching herself. Only later do I realize that the cat never moved. I was gently vibrating on the bed.
After this second experience, I glance at the clock, and decide to run errands. When I get up, I notice that there is a squirt mark on the towel that is a little damp. I didn’t feel it happen and that’s the way I want it to go. Just let things happen. But Saturday night, after a cleansing shower, I decide to try again. I’ve noticed that I only have to do kegels for a while and not all the way up to onset. Must research this more. I’ve also decided not to have any audio stimulation, but instead do some gentle, non-distracting fantasizing. I breath deeply for about 15 minutes or 2 years; not really sure, since I’m not watching the clock. I also do the exercises during this time, drawing tight, holding for 3 seconds and then slowly releasing. I get a small localized sensation in the perineum again, but even as I relax more, it goes away. I get a couple of smaller versions of the sensations I had earlier that day. And then, after time passes, I get a bigger one again. This time, it’s a little bigger than the afternoon. I let my head roll back a bit, and I gently smile, knowing that it’s a good thing, and I’m open to it, and I welcome and want it to envelop me and take me wherever it goes. My eyes are closed and oddly, I can see the darkness slowly rotating in my mind. Soft dots of lights, like distant stars are present. My penis is getting stiff, and I’m lazily chuckling in the back of my mind. It eventually fades but I know it was a little more intense.
I roll onto my stomach, which is my sleeping position, and over the next little while, I feel 3 more times, lesser sensations beginning and then quickly fading.
Now it’s time to get up, have a dart and a drink of water and do some reading. I’ve already ordered the Helix Syn and now I’m reading that abstinence makes the prostate grow fonder. So it’s Super Bowl Sunday, and I’m going to swear off T.O.’s for a while and swear off prostate massage until the Helix comes in. In the meantime, I’ll practice my kegels and breathing. Next update coming up soon.

Mentorship

In 2013 I was extremely active on line, perhaps too active. Work was really stressful and I used this forum and two others as a means to let off steam with sexual chat and sharing information and experiences with like minded people of both sexes. I also mentored some men just starting with aneros. Here in the Aneros Forum many of the chats I was having in PM were with guys who were just getting on board and were looking for coaching and personal help. That’s how I met my number 2. He was a 29 year old post army college student in his senior year at Bowling Green University. He was single and heterosexual, but had a very open attitude towards sexual relations. Looking back on it after having spent time with him I would say now that he was bicurious.

He introduced himself to me in the chat room in a PM. There was something about him that came through even in instant messages. He was a really nice guy. He had just started Aneros a year earlier and was making outstanding progress; he was having super o’s, but was having trouble with focus. His mind kept drifting off in the throes of ecstatic orgasms. As his thoughts drifted his O’s withered. We chatted about that problem ending in our first chat with me offering a variety of ideas how to manage it. That first chat was followed by many others. Over the course of the six months that followed we began to interact in another IM tool out of the forums here.

Dressing up my cock up in cellophane ; Aneros session for Saturday February 2

Hi guys,

A couple days ago I made major discovery in how to improve upon my Aneros sessions, Aless, and also my engagement with the Kegels and diddling my nipples. Dress up my cock in cellophane.

Let me explain. For the last couple years or so, I would purchase muffins from the grocery that would come in cellophane containers. I began collecting these containers to the point that I have two bags of the them now. They come in handy for containing cum soaked napkins for disposal after my now infrequent bate sessions.

A couple days ago I discovered another use for them. I dress my cock in one, then another, then another one or two of them. They fit my cock perfectly. My cock in this configuration looks like a penis dressed in a condom ready for sexual intercourse. My dressed cock certainly looks erotic. Then I stuff my cock in the up position in my favorite jock and cup. This has enhanced much more the absolute sweetness and power of my diddling and Kegeling sessions whether at night in bed or in the daytime.

I haven’t worn my cock using condoms yet. But I may soon. You could dress up your dick in this fashion using also an ordinary jockstrap or a pouch brief. I think non-lubricated condoms will do fine.

On Getting My Man Pussy

This nine year watershed was very significant for me in this journey for many – many reasons. That is why it is getting this recognition in the narrative. Nine years was a defining period in the trajectory of my sexuality. Aneros and MMO bent the arc of my sexuality in a manner that made it almost unrecognizable from what it once was. Sexuality and male sexual response is a complex part of my humanity; it is biophysical and it is psychological. The two are inextricably interwoven. In plain terms that means that my sexuality is a dance of my mind and my body, carefully choreographed by external factors. Aneros has been a huge external factor for me.

I am a man, obviously I have a penis. In sexual activity my penis gets erect so it can be proactive and thrust in fucking. In sexual practice for me over the 40 years of my active sex life that translates to me being the active agent. I drove the love making. In plain terms, my cock is designed to harden so it can penetrate her vagina and with thrusting create sensations that triggers my body to pump semen into her vagina. We did that hundreds and hundreds of times. That biological urgency creates in my mind a psychological dimension to match the biological function. I have to be proactive and cause pleasure by my conscious actions. I thrust my pelvis penetrating her vagina; it felt good. Fucking her turned me on and made me ejaculate; me thrusting and fucking her gave her pleasure in the process. My conscious actions and the pleasure I cause results in ejaculation and her orgasm.