Helix Syn has rewired me from the tip of the nose down to the mystical prostate and further to the inviting doorway that is the anal opening and back again and again and again. This first blog entry is more an affirmation than how-to. It is an assertion that orgasms are multi-dimensional and not of just the vanilla penis variety that have served me so well, until now . The importance of conscious breathing can not be overstated in this life. It is critical to the athlete, dancer and to those foraging for the "O's" that we so crave. I have always been athletic and fit. Competitive swimming in my 20's and 30's, Marathons in my 40's, and now a 58 year old white bearded Dude doing 5 miles daily or more on foot or snowshoes. The athlete has always valued the importance of breath and being aware of his core as does this Helix rider of 4 months. In further entries my journey to the Super O will be discussed. But now it is my desire to share and document the most amazing multiple Super O experience. Two weeks ago on a Saturday I savored my 3 hour ride and relished in multiple Supers. It has been my experience that after my rides I can summon minis just by breathing into that special prostate spot. So why not the grace of an O in traffic, on line in the market, or anywhere. Helix has so clearly defined the exact location of the spot for me. So much so, that when I masturbate my penis a new pleasure zone has made itself known in my bush. Enjoying rubbing at the base of my penis with one hand while masturbating with the other to heaven. In essence Helix stimulates the inside and me, the outside. For the record, being an Aneros purist I do not do penis pleasure on ride day which is usually once weekly as my prostate orgasms send me into a trance. So two weeks ago on Saturday, my ride led to many happy trails. When I am about to Super O, my belly starting about one inch below the belly button begins to violently contract and pulse and then the O. For me the O feels like a combination of fireworks and extreme ejaculation into the inside of my belly. As one of our Aneros Brothers would say, "cummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm." On a Weds. morning four days after my ride, my running partner, my beautiful white German Shepherd and I were about three miles into a rigorous speed walk on a 12 degree day. The importance of breathing can not be overemphasized in these conditions which were pretty brutal along the Hudson River, 100 miles north of NYC, that morning. Somehow I was breathing into my prostate and then, the belly began to violently contract and then Super O number one. I began to laugh out loud as the next contractions began, trying to remain prone as orgasm two hit hard. If someone was to view the scene, it would read as Crazy Man intoxicated on morning booze. Three, four, five orgasms later and it let up. Each one as delicious as any with Helix in place. One of our Aneros Brothers calls this experience as riding Less, without Aneros. The point of all of this is less is more and breath is crucial to successful prostate orgasms. I am so looking forward to continuing this journey and experiencing all the surprises, pleasure and cummmmmmmmmmmmm that is possible. Thank-you to this insanely wonderful community of people in search of the orb. Happy Trails, Easy Breathing and cummmmmmmmmmm.
Tag: Super-O
Interesting …
With my wife out shopping for a couple of hours, I thought it was a good time to take a brisk canter with my trusty steed.
Cleaned up, lubed, and inserted, only having the slippery dickens shoot out once this time. It only took a couple of minutes before my anal sphincter was nibbling at it by itself.
Tried the trick of telling it to move from one side of the prostate to the other, and having it obey without trying to do it by working the muscles. Feels good.
Gradual build-up of excitement, starting me flopping after about ten minutes. Rolled from side to back. Now it started riding me. into rolling super-O's letting it work its will on me. Onto my belly, I was thrusting wildly, with the sensation of being fucked by a sweet lover, with my sex undetermined. It felt like I had a pussy being loved. That's gooooddd.
Knowing that my would be coming home before too ling, I didn't let myself totally bliss out, but rolled onto my back, and enjoyed my ecstasy for a while. Then I noticed that it was no longer riding me, the orgasms were farther apart, my base level dropped from 7 to about 3, as I had noticed with the peridise on an earlier ride.
Mr. Helix
Hey guys. Before I start just wanted to say that I think I have become a addicted to masturbation. I have been trying to keep dry but with these crazy waves of pleasure that run through my body through out the day. I just have to release. But I have gotten a lot better. I have been three days dry with no touching. My jock straps have really come in handy when I ride.
OK back to my original thoughts lol
So I haven't slept with any of my devices in a while so I say hey let me go on a ride to Utopia again so I can fell free. So I took a shower, cleaned out, lubed up got in bed with jockstrap on and slide Mr. Helix in. Now I have not played with Mr. Helix for a couple of days so he kind of was showing me extra love as I rode him.
My calm music is playing and instantly I get these jolts of pleasure in my back. So much pleasure that every time it hit me I arched in my bed. It's like I almost was levitating in my room. It felt so amazing and this new feeling is something that Mr. Helix was showing making me want to never have a break from him again.
Opening Up
Examining my sexuality has been a slow journey of discovery and exploration. I’ve cum to the conclusion I’m Hetero Open. Just like my Avatar description – Shy guy who gets loud, bold and kinky when aroused! Discussing my journey helps explain.
Finally opening up and admitting to myself I really liked ass play, forced me to re-examine my sexuality and prejudices. Very quickly the typical American hetero male sexual prejudices came crashing down. The realization: “It's my body and I can enjoy and take pleasure however and I like and what feels good.” was so liberating. During sex my wife and I really starting exploring what we liked. Much more touching of my body and especially nipple play for me! It added another dimension to our married sex life and a continuing urge to explore each other more and more.
Realizing how great Anal Pleasure is immediately changed my attitude towards gays. I was never anti, but never understood—or tried for that matter—the attraction or pleasure. Watching and jerking to lesbians, always thought, can picture man in there or they’re doing what a man could do. Guy-Guy, I didn’t ‘get.’ Few mind-blowing orgasms later I got it! Pissed off at my myopic self for not being more open and understanding or having the courage to explore my known true desires for a long time. We’re full sexual beings and pleasure can come from anywhere or one. With this newfound openness, I set out to see what I really am.
Routine ecstasy
Well, bedtime with my wife asleep in the other room.
Cleaned up, lubed up, snitched a bathtowl from the laundry to handle the problem of small towels under me, inserted, and lay back to let it happen.
About 20 minutes in, I was starting to flop from time to time. Playing with the Eupho, telling it to move from side to side without forcing it with the musces.
My superO's started with my belly hardening, and my conscousness expanding to the whole room. Thrusting started instead of mere convulsive flopping. Got the feeling again of being a woman being done in my pussy by my beloved … welcomed it this time.
Blissed out for about an hour and don't recall just what was happening.
Came back to myself enough to realize I didn't want to be riding all night. Drove two logs through my belly with the exercise, which pumped up an erection. Beat my meat for about four increasing supero's, getting closer and closer to ejaculation feelings.
No fluids available to ejaculate. Last really huge one, collapsing, gasping for air, with a load of endorphins coursing throug my body.
Barely able after about 10 minutes of reducing-level after-orgs to remove the Eupho, clean everything up, and tuck under the Pendleton Blanket with that sweet feeling of being in the warm house with the bitter cold outside. )True in Minnesota today. First temps this year below zero last night(
Thank you, Lord!
Woke up and peed, I'd like a ride if my wife were out shopping. Nope, napping in the other room.
Back in bed, trying a little fooling around.
I tried that exercise where you tent your hand and push a log through your abdomen. WEEEEEEEEEE! SUPER-O
Wow, let's try *that* again! WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWW ROOM-FILLING SUPER-O with a lot of convulsive thrashing.
Didn't want to waste the privacy, and I was really feeling horny, so I tried the log again concentrating on the front. It took two logs to inflate a lovely hard woodie.
Stroking, I go bigger and bigger super-o's until I was ready to pop (I deflate between them, which makes intercourse difficult.) I was short on fluid, but I had a super=T regardless, with a few drops. Not enough to fill the tubing and give me the full ejaculation sensation. But what a shot of endorphins!!! My boss told me once when he the medics shot him up with morphine in Viet-Nam, it felt like he was on a bearskin in front of a cozy fire in a cabin on a snowy night. Well, I just curled up like that in my Pendleton Blanket and cozied off to sleep for a couple of hours, with just a couple of minis shaking me as I drifted off. Except for my hands flapping against my chest for a few minutes.
So, what's going on?
Well, I've given Aneros a first exploration. What explains my taking to it so quickly and my current supersensitivity without it in?
I suspect that fifty years of sensual exploration may have a lot to do with it. And my current geezer status with the ED and shortage of semen may have been leading to the facility with dry orgasms. Although I could get what i thought of as female orgasms with nipple play. Just didn't gealize what I had.
Now that I can trigger a p-wave and a super-O just by thinking, I'm wondering whether this gift might be interesting to someone over at the Mayo Clinic here in town. )I've been watching "Masters of Sex" on Showtime.(
Guess I'll quit trying to explore and analyse; pop my helix syn into my tail, relax, and bliss out for a couple of hours.
If you hear someone howling at the moon, it'll be me.
Phase 1: Initiation
Welcome welcome welcome, on my blog.
I'll share my experiences here about my journey to become "rewired".
About me:
I'm a 20yr old gay guy, so I've had my share of anal play.
This will hopefully be an advantage on my journey.
Start of Phase 1: Initiation
So I unpacked my first aneros (Progasm), I tought it would be larger but it wasn't (thankfully).
So after lubing up the aneros for the first time, I inserted it and it went in smoothly.
I hear some novice people find it quite big at first. I certainly didn't (first advantage of have anal play experience YAY).
The Progasm was very comfortable inside me, I didn't wait 10 minutes as often said.
I felt it wasn't really necessary.
So I started doing some anal contractions and Kegel exercises. I started feeling it in my prostate. It felt really good.
Now the problem I had was trying to keep the imbalance between the anal and pc muscle.
The more I focused on it, the harder it was.
The session ended with me having a Super-T. No super-o's yet.
I think it was because I wasn't relaxed enough and I couldn't keep my focus on the pleasure (my mind wandered a lot).
Session Summary:
Positive:
– Pleasurable prostate feelings
Negative:
– Not relaxed enough
– Not focused enough
What a day
I could get used to this. Exchanged help with someone in chat by taking turns listening to each other at bedtime which made me happy. Many mini orgasms overnight and on awakening. Had my usual dose of monatomic white gold sublingual. Practice and a demonstration of exchanging energy remotely on chat this afternoon. Then someone reminded me that it's been a long time since last I jacked off and it was healthy to do it occasionally. I began another session, got into calm seas orgasms and some mini orgasms when I cupped my scrotum with my hand. This got my penis into the act unsurprisingly. What did surprise me was that I was feeling pleasure from both my penis and my prostate at the same time. I felt the pleasure of jacking off and having mini prostate orgasms at the same time, doubled my pleasure. My attention seemed to be balanced between the two, each one reinforcing the other. I had plenty of time to leisurely notice the orgasms leading up to the two ejaculations. I didn't know where this would lead, to a super O or to ejaculation, I didn't care which. I was just swimming in the orgasmic seas. I noticed that I didn't feel like ejaculating until I thought of my semen traveling up my penis and the muscles shooting it out. My body is still tingling. What a day.
This is absurd
Well, I gave it a rest for a couple of days, and tried the peridise again. After about half an hour of just letting it happen and settling in, I was howling at the moon. )Quietly, my wife was asleep in her room( I was having a super-O every pwave, my consciousness expanding to fill the room, locked with a hard belly for about 20 seconds, and either getting harder into it if I did anal contractions, )like the last involuntary push into her at the end of your ejaculation( or relaxing into convulsive spasms and bounces for about 10 seconds or so.
I was feeling experimental … I know ears are erotic for some people. I flicked my right earlobe a couple of times and it set off a pwave. WOW! About 15 years ago, I was off on a new job and separated from the family; so I did a lot of experimentation with my sensuality. I could ejaculate by jacking off the forefinger of my left had. I guess there was enough conditioned reflex from the right hand stroking it. So, for the hell of it; I tried giving that finger a blow job, and just licking the tip was enough to set me off.