Another twist in the road of my journey – late July and early August

Since this is more of a journal I'll be updating my experiences semi-regularly. Skip to the end of the blog for the latest entry.

I found that I had unintentionally hijacked the topic in the"weed" forum discussion with my Salvia Divinorum experiences and thought that my descriptions of my experiences were more appropriate in a blog. So here it is. I'll keep updating it as I go.

June 25
salvia divinorum looks interesting; quick acting, short duration, not addictive, meditative affects, no hangover. I'm going to try it.

Wikipedia says "Mazatec shamans have a long and continuous tradition of religious use of Salvia divinorum, using it to facilitate visionary states of consciousness during spiritual healing sessions.[1] Most of the plant's local common names allude to the Mazatec belief that the plant is an incarnation of the Virgin Mary, with its ritual use also invoking that relationship"

June 26
Here's a poetic description of the Salvia Divinorum experience from the Pharmako/poeia by Dale Pendel:

"It's like a mirror with no frame: some don't see it at all; some do, but don't like what they see.

It's like cat paws, soft cat paws pressing, or like a bunch of bird tongues lapping the mind. Or like tiny fingers, the way ivy fingers reach out to climb a wall . . .

Quiver

Day 2. Burning out my PC/anal muscles yesterday really opened some new doors today. I lubed up, then prepared the Aneros. While not really part of a session, I walked around with it inserted, doing PC/anal clamps. I took a drive, still plugged, still practicing contractions. By the time evening rolled around, the perineum tab was making me a little sore, so I slipped it out.

My partner left town after dark, so I was alone tonight. He knows I get off from wearing jockstraps and athletic cups, and tonight was no exception. It's kind of a denial/sexual frustration thing. My favorite combo is the Bauer sport cup )no longer in production( held in place with a black Bike Performance supporter. The cup is in direct contact with my groin; there's no pocket. In anticipation of a *real* session tonight with the Progasm Jr., I felt I needed to block access to my front.

Again, I relubed and inserted the Aneros. This time, my PC/anal muscles were already exhausted. Lying on my side, eyes closed, I practiced partial contractions. After about 30 minutes, the muscles were getting beyond tired. Then magic happened. My asshole and PC muscles began fighting against each other causing a throbbing sensation. I had to fight my conscious control over it )I didn't want to control it(. An hour later, I had accomplished about four or five of these throbbing spasms, but with limited durations because I kept trying to control them. Erections alternated between the spasmodic episodes. I guess the more I learn to relax, the more responsiveness I get, right?

Burning arousal in one go

More and more, it begins to dawn on me that Aneros isn’t really all that necessary for some good hands-free orgasms. Frankly, it’s been that case since half a year into my journey. Today, I had roughly an hours worth of crazy Dry-Os — letting it finally ignite from a spark of arousal. The spark in question often develops initially from innocent glimpses of anything eye-catching — like a pin-up girl, or a throw-away sex scene in a film. Crap like that are plastered all over the net and TV. It flies past my mind, but about five days after the refractory period, libido hits its peak. It becomes increasingly tough to ignore that imagery.

And Thursday was such a case — it felt amazing. My perineum, prostate, ass… all were warm, tingling and buzzing; just like what users on the forum report! Tumblr also proves its a fantastic source of porno, as much as funny posts and awesome projects. I precum’ed a little too, and although one shouldn’t, I see it as a barometer on how active the prostate was. Quite a bit, from the looks of it.

One nice aspect about Anerosless sessions is the ease of experimenting on stimulation. The device isn’t in there having a party and making some noise, so it’s easier to see what works on creating unique sensations. I practiced different hums to see which effects the abdomen, for instance. I also touched around the body and neck, varying between rubbing and tapping — the neck certainly gets the prostate active.

Fantasies, Kaleidoscopes and Ecstasy

Peppered throughout my writings are descriptions of prostate derived orgasms, or MMO’s as I call them as kaleidoscopic. In Aneros circles MMO’s are commonly refer to as super Os. Sometimes guys refer to the sensation of MMOs as pleasure waves )which I sometimes do as well(; however in many of my recent sessions I have been perceiving MMO’s as chains of kaleidoscopic orgasms that sensually morph from one ecstatic feeling to the next as they unfold. Each wave of pleasure reveals excruciating ecstatic sensations. Just as a kaleidoscope morphs and transforms one elegant richly detailed vision to another so does an MMO; the rhythmically pulsing spasms of orgasm transfigure themselves unfurling lush orgasmic sensations as they do. And just as I struggle to see and absorb the deeply vibrant images in a kaleidoscope, so do I also struggle to experience and savor the intense and overwhelming sensations of an MMO.

With my eyes closed I can sense the sensually erotic colors of pleasurable sensation. I do not really see the colorful vibrancy and chilling detail of an MMO but instead I envision it viscerally. I feel it as the enticing chill of ecstasy and as agonizing euphoria of cascading pleasure. It moves throughout my anal tract eventually permeating my entire body, its alluring fingers stroking my anal canal, tugging on my cock, squeezing my prostate, and coaxing my anus, teasing it to flex and spasm in paroxysms of erotic bliss. It makes my entire body quiver and my cock drip precum as I succumb to the exquisite echoes of orgasmic rapture.

A Fantasy and a Reality

When an erotic fantasy finds me it is like it has found a comfortable chair; it settles in and stays, relaxing and pondering the facets of its own lush eroticism. It has certainly been that way over the last week or so with my fantasy of sexual and emotional intimacy with A, a woman I volunteer with.

Last night I had a particularly pleasurable fantasy involving the two of us. It happened because I saw her at a meeting of the organization she works for, and that I volunteer for yesterday. As President I have a lot of interaction with her before, during and after the meeting. She is Secretary to the board.

The fantasies that I have that involve real people that I see all the time seem to be the dominant ones in the erotic landscape of my mind. Certainly the homoerotic fantasies I have at the pinnacle of MMO ecstasy are not realism based; when my anus is quivering and my prostate is pumping and my cock is lurching in convulsive orgasmic spasms my fantasies become surreal. Most of the time they involve a exquisitely muscled faceless guy who is exuding male sexuality; he is drilling my asshole with a massive erect cock whose shaft is tracked with rigid veins. The convulsive spasms of pleasure pumping deep in my own anal canal become spasms of his cock as it rhythmically pumps a thick hot stream of his sweet ejaculate deep into my anal cavity.

Aless & Kegels : CONNECTION!

Hi guys,

This morning after bathing, shaving, and dressing, I sat before my PC and immediately fell into the bliss of a strong, delicious Aless. My body and psyche had tricked me into thinking that it was time for an Aneros session. Indeed, just about every morning if I have time on my hands, I have an Aneros session first thing in the morning. Most mornings they tend to be long and leisurely.

However in a few minutes I have to leave for a weekly appointment that occurs on Saturdays.

But boy! What a sweet, powerful Aless!

My prostate is alive, pulsating with sexual energy of pure pleasure. There is a direct connection with my nipples, pecs, abs, thighs, and certainly my glans penis with my prostate!

But there is also a close connection with my breath and my quivering prostate. But what really fuels my Aless this morning are my occasional Kegels. So powerful, so sweet.

I believe I have discovered a powerful meditation that is centered upon my prostate. But intimately connected with my alive prostate, are my testicles, penis, perineum, and even the root or bulb of my penis. It is also so beautiful, so powerful, so sweet, and so manly!

Take care!

Forbidden Fantasy

I am in Seattle visiting my daughter and son in law. They have a great place out here; it is a tri level modern house with four bedrooms, one of which has total privacy on the lower level. That is where I am sleeping. I am here without my wife as I came to California on business and this was a side trip as long as I was on the west coast. I have been here four days so far … I will leave at the end of the week.

I have been spoiling them, cooking their favorite things and going out to eat. Yesterday my son in law )a volunteer fireman( had an evening meeting to go to at the firehouse and my daughter wanted to go to a book signing and lecture in Kenmore up on Lake Washington. I volunteered to go with her. The author was no one I was interested in; her books appeal to young and middle aged women. They are one step above chick lit. It was a really hot day yesterday, the first one we had since I came here.

As we drove into the parking lot in front of the bookstore I noticed a green space across the street, it looked like a park. I decided that maybe I would go and cool off by sitting in the park under the shade trees while she was in the book event; the trees shaded the lake and obscured the view of it.
We parked in the lot and my daughter went into the bookstore and I walked across the street to what I thought was a park. As it turned out the “park” was a club for member s only. It looked as it had a beach on the lake, a clubhouse and tennis courts.

Surprising New Interests

So when chatting a little while ago some interesting topics came up. I challenged myself to stretch my imagination a bit and here's what I came up with.

So generally I'm not into men who cross dress. I dont have a problem with it, its just not something I am usually drawn to. Maybe because so many men are not able to pull off wearing what could be considered "womens" clothing well. Well my mind was changed when I happened across a picture. After staring at the pic for a few minutes my mind went crazy so buckle up…enjoy the ride…

The first thing I noticed about the picture was the obvious. His outfit. It was obviously something that one would of course bill as a woman's outfit. A black mini skirt, and black lacy top. Both were snugly hugging his masculine body. The next thing I noticed was his face, then his facial expression. He looks so cunning, so confident, so very sexy in a super manly way. Its almost like he is playfully smirking at me, daring me to do what I was thinking. His presence can almost be felt. Nice pad…apparently is a hard worker. His daughter's pics on the fridge behind him remind me how great of a father he is. The washing machine beside the fridge makes me think of fucking him on top of it. Damn he looks sexy.

Saturday Morning Syn

I woke up Saturday morning in the mood for a session, so I got up, took a shower and cleaned myself inside and out. My Helix Syn was already in the bathroom so I thought I would go ahead and insert it so as not to disturb my girlfriend, who I thought was still sleeping. All the lube supplies were in the bedroom, so I searched to see what was available in the bathroom. Ended up finding some petroleum jelly and vitamin E oil, so went with that…

To this point, I have had limited success with the Helix Syn. It was my first Aneros device, and was lucky to experience some minor contractions and sensations on only it's second use, but it was nowhere in comparison to the experiences with the Tempo and Progasm Jr.

Helix Syn inserted, into bed, I start by relaxing and just clearing my mind of everything, including the Helix Syn inside me. I find if I try and concentrate on it too soon, I clench up and things just don't move along. Instead of then starting out with the Kegel exercises, I like to use slow gentle hip thrusts to try and move the Helix up and down over my prostrate. The slower the better, you can also incorporate slow breathing to help further manipulate the device in rhythm with your hip movements.

A lesson about loving others and myself.

About half an hour ago, I concluded the most profound session I've ever experienced. I have never written an account of a session before, so bare with me as I try to describe what was a deeply emotional and enlightening experience.

I'll start with a little background about myself. I'm a 30 year old single bisexual man living on the West Coast USA. I have been riding for about 2 years. I began riding after I read about Super-Os on the Internet and thought, "who wouldn't want to soup up their orgasms?" My journey began in hedonism, but as with so many others my path has twisted into a spiritual forest.

This twist began with my first Super-O this past November, or rather, the glow of love I found inside that Super-O. The past few years of my life have also been a quest to build self-compassion and heal old wounds, which is why I felt the need to nurture and explore that glow. Soon, my quest to sink deeper into the emotional dimensions of the Super-O and my life's spiritual quest were intertwined. I spoke with members about their spiritual experiences with the Aneros and tried to foster connection, began to meditate both in and out of sessions, and generally worked on loving and accepting myself. As time has passed, I developed the ability to have powerful a-less sessions, which made it easier to incorporate the practice into my life's journey.