Riding the Rail

I have had a blog on and off for 14 years. My blogs have been both here and in other forums and on Word Press. Between all 4 blogs I had 10,000 subscribers and 800 pages (single space) of 600 + entries. That 14 year written log was a weekly diary of my sex life, what I was thinking, doing and feeling during that entire time. It also inspired a complete erotic novel and 2 others that are in the works.

That written record has been incredibly useful to me now as a tool to read and reflect on where I have been, what experiences I had and what I learned. All of the times, dates and details I have written here in this latest blog came from that written record. The timeline nature of this blog and the perspective that I am offering in these entries is a summary of lessons learned. In the context of all the entries I came to realization that my 9th year was a turning point in my journey.

The Tempo is a TRUE treasure

So I woke up fairly early this morning. 5:17am to be exact. I was laying down actually reading through the whole Jeff Bezos scandal with AMI. All the slutty details. My mind started to ponder…if this guy had an Aneros (he could buy the entire company if he wanted)…it would probably solve his problem at 54 years old.

Then I thought to myself…well…I havent had a session in a few days…lets start with some Aless…

Almost immediately I was in a pleasure state. Which basically signaled to me…An Aneros model will be a must to take advantage of my aroused state. Dashed to my top drawer…looked over the models…the box with the Temp basically exploded in my face. I lubed it up and slid it in. Went back to the couch. Closed my eyes and I let the dark of the morning just come over me.

The temp really has a mind of its own. It seems to be the one device that has zero thought of relenting. It stays on top of my prostate and literally I am in a constant state of super-O….the intensity changes…it goes down and just becomes a murmur…and then a moment later it skyrockets into exquisite and intense waves of orgasmic pulsing. It makes me wimper and sweat and my cock twitches ever so slightly when it kisses my prostate. This lasted for an hour. I am sweat drenched…had to change all of my clothes….right down to the underwear…and now as I write this I’m just overcome with Aless waves knowing full well the Tempo and I are not done for today…

The Journey So Far

So I have a MGX Trident and I’ve used it maybe a dozen times over the last 6 months or so. I figured I’d share what I’ve learned in case anyone out there can benefit from it.

For lube, I use only olive oil. It’s a bit expensive, but I know it’s safe to eat and I feel like if you’re going to stick stuff up your butt, it should probably meet that minimal criterion. To help get things going I use a standard 10cc syringe (without a needle of course) and put about 4ccs of olive oil right up in there. Then slowly work the Aneros in and out 2 or 3 times until everything is nice and slippery.

Then I just relax and basically try to do beginners yoga meditation. Close your eyes. Breathe in for 5 seconds and out for 10 seconds. Then relax your bladder and bowels. Just relax them, do not “bear down”. Never clench any muscles or exert any force anywhere. Your only goal should be to find more and more muscles that can be relaxed. It’s slow to get it started, but after about 45 minutes I start to have two distinct types of orgasms.

The first kind is centred on the tip of the penis. There will be a lot of tingling and generally good feelings down there. Sometimes I get slightly hard (briefly) and sometimes there are contractions that stimulate a few drops of precum or urine (or both?) to come out, but never an actual ejaculation. So these orgasms have no ejaculatory refractory period and will occur repeatedly. People here sometimes call them “dry orgasms”.

Relearn, Rewiring for 2019

I decided to make an effort to relearn/rewire my prostate orgasm this year
Due to stress and hectic life, I have noticed I started to get lazy to prime myself for a good session
Instead, I getting more frequent having my prostate massaged together with penile stimulation
This caused some quick and fast intense super-T and slowly corrupted my previous learning about ‘pure’ prostate orgasm
I have tried all of the aneros models that I could but the sensation without penile stimulation slowly diminished until I could not longer bring myself to super-O without stroking.

I started to miss full body orgasm that caused me to spasm and convulse recently and could not wait to reawaken my prostate again! So, from now on, no more penile stim while my prostate being rubbed

“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!

Session 6-Success!

I know that I decided to take a break for a few days from the Progasm, but here it was the next day and I was getting a little worked up. Reading other experiences made me to eager, what can I say? So I ran through the usual evening rituals, and decided to try Astro Glide Anal Gel for a change, instead of the Vaseline. Erotic stimulation, then insertion. Relax for a few minutes, then start exercising, working the anal and lower abs and rectum as well. Deep sobbing or ragged belly breathing for about 20 minutes. Then I lay back in the dark, no other stimulation aside from simple fantasies running through my head. I had one wave start, but I wasn’t able to keep it going. Aside from a few minor starts that quickly died, it was not a dud at all, as it’s all learning, but there were no fireworks. No worries. Learn from it and move on, right? The session had lasted about two and a half hours, and it was time to clean up and go to bed.
With my Progasm safely tucked away in her own little bed, (what a great storage box they send!) I laid down as usual on my stomach and prepared to drift off. After I lay there for about 15 minutes, fantasizing bemusedly about introducing a girlfriend to my Aneros tool box, I felt a little wave just barely starting. For a laugh, I decided to contract my rectum a little and see what would happen. Holy Cow! It started to build. I had my legs pretty much together and one arm tucked under my pillow as I always do. I figured that it would start to fade as it usually does when I’m on my stomach. It didn’t fade. The more I contracted, the more it built up. My arms and legs were starting to shake a little, and the more I squeezed, the more I shook. If I eased off, they would ease off too, so I would contract more and it would hit harder. You couldn’t have fit a sheet of paper between my ass cheeks. Then my legs were bouncing off the sheets and then my whole pelvis bucked a couple of times. I could feel moisture seeping out of the edge of my eyes. My penis and balls felt like they were swollen to an enormous size. I kept up with the contractions as long as possible, panting shallow breaths. I probably should have stopped contracting and shallow breathing to see if it would build, but since it’s early days yet, I just wanted to enjoy it! I think it went on for at least five minutes and I felt I had to ease off and give my glutes a break. I sat up on the side of the bed, wiped the small tears from my eyes, and started chuckling and saying Wow, over and over. After about five minutes, I returned to my usual sleep position, but, just out of curiosity, I started contractions again and it right away started building up again! Not to hips bucking off the bed, but leg shaking and that same all enveloping feeling of tingle and well being. I could sense a deeper primal power throughout my body again. When I couldn’t carry on, again I let it subside and rested for about two minutes. Then again and again, four more times, resting in between. By the fifth time, my muscles were pretty much done, and I finally gave up. Now I don’t know if the first one was a Super-O or the even the other ones, but my reading has indicated that the shaking will subside and I’ll learn much more. The coolest thing is whatever it was, it was A-less!
The next day as I driving around, doing errands, I was practicing my kegels, I could feel sensations building up, and I couldn’t help but wonder just how well my re-wiring is going!

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.

“Skating Through Day 10!”

Introduction
I can’t believe I’m here at Day 10! It really has not been a problem. I thought I would have to stop yesterday due to impending blue-balls. But that feeling was fleeting. So I find myself here probably only a couple of days from a wet dream!

New Night-Time Routine
I decided for the better part of this week to nix wearing a “chastity cup” to bed every night. Instead, I just opted for my pajamas and nothing more. Of course, I sometimes get awakened by a night-time erection, but my take on this is somewhat different this week. Instead of just grabbing a cup and putting it on, I have been firmly “grasping” my erect member, and not stimulating any part of it, just firmly holding on to it. Eventually, the erection starts to subside and I can loosen my grip. It seems to be working. I think it is the over-stimulation (even while wearing a cup) that could be causing the blue-balls.

Morning Listening Session
Just this morning, I went to lie-down with headphones and listen to some relaxing, soothing tracks. But before I did, I wanted to remove any temptation. So I quickly reached for my XO chastity cup and put it on. And as I started listening, I hardly knew I had it on. The music stopped and I fell asleep for a few hours….

“Advice To Newbies?”

Introduction
I have been in my Aneros journey for about 3 years now. What have I learned? I think the one thing that comes to mind now is that I can honestly say that there is no guarantee of success with Aneros! Even after these three years, I have not experienced a single Super-O since the “original” ones when I was being re-wired. That is okay with me although it is a bit perplexing.

I have had some really great sessions but they are not at the same “caliber” as the earlier ones. Why is that? I can’t honestly answer that, but does that mean that I will stop trying? Heck, no!

Advice
Now, where does that leave my “advice” to newbies? Aneros is indeed a very “personal” journey and there really is no guarantee of success. But there will be times (in sessions) that will be extremely pleasurable. It is just that (at least for me now) that pleasure is fleeting. Some sessions will be great, others will be ho-hum. Do I stop as a result of one (or two) lackluster sessions? Of course not!