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A brief report on several weeks of exploration.

I’ve learned that many factors affect my access to pleasure. Lack of sleep, diet, relationships, problems at work can all be obstacles. I find that they aren’t insurmountable, but they make the process more exacting.

My Helios finally arrived, and its arrival coincided with a period of difficulties in the various areas I’ve enumerated. For a couple of weeks I experimented with it, but the results were not much more than gently pleasurable. I even went back briefly to the Classic to see if maybe the problem wasn’t that the Helios didn’t suit me as well as it does most men. But apparently it was the confluence of factors, not the Helix itself, since the Classic didn’t do for me what it had done before, either.

Then one afternoon things changed. For whatever reason, when I first inserted the Helios, I immediately achieved that stillness that seemed to be for me the precondition of a good experience. In short order I began to have waves of pleasure and minor convulsions, and I enjoyed myself tremendously. The waves repeated for over an hour, with varying degrees of shuddering. I lay first on one side and then on the other.

Then I moved to a prone position, with a pillow under the small of my back. After several minutes I felt this seemed to reduce the waves of pleasure, so I started to explore other sensations.

In the “stillness” mode that I’d been exploring, I hadn’t touched my body at all. I did envision connections between my pelvis and my feet and my nipples, and both these turned into powerful ways to make the pleasure resonate. I’ve never found my nipples to be very much of an erogenous zone, but even so, focusing my attention on them and mentally connecting them with my pelvic area had an amazing effect on my experience of pleasure.

But snce that wasn’t working for me once I had turned onto my back, I decided to follow the Aneros guidelines and apply stimulation with my hands. I glided my hands over my chest and stomach, grazed my nipples, and slid them over the insides of my thighs. The effect wasn’t electric, but it was very pleasant. It did seem to distract from the minute attention I had been paying to interior sensations, which had led to my previous bouts of pleasure, but I felt it was worth exploring.

My balls are exceptionally sensitive, and they respond keenly to lightly brushing the hair that covers them. So I began to lightly stimulate them. As always, it felt fantastic, but I could not at first make the connection between that pleasure and the interior gleams of pleasure that the Aneros had previously brought me. It was like speaking two different languages at first. The senstion in my balls was paramount. Then I began brushing over my chest and nipples at the same time with my other hand. The pleasure in my balls rang out and resonated with my chest. I began to notice that all this pleasure was far more intense than it would usually be. Even though I didn’t locate the pleasure in the same places I did when I was being still and enjoying the pleasure that came to me from using the Aneros, it became obvious that I was entering a much higher state of ecstasy than I normally would have. Shafts of sexual pleasure were streaking through my pelvis and radiating through the rest of my body, and I was gasping in pleasure.

For no reason I can explain, I had the impulse to cup my balls with my left hand and cup my right hand over my still soft dick. I’m not a New Age believer in “Energy,” whatever that means. But my hands seemed to deflect something back into my body in such a way that the level of my pleasure escalated intensely. I felt I had arrived at the brink of an orgasm and I just stayed there, vibrating at that intense level without even worrying about going over the edge. It seemed like my cupped hands were reflecting and intensifying the feelings. I rode this wave of ecstasy for what seemedlike a few minutes, but turned out to be an hour, before I more or less collapsed in exhaustion.

I’m still not sure I’ve had what others describe as a Super-O. I haven’t thrashed and screamed and torn at the sheets. If that’s what it takes, I’m not there yet. More rewiring to come. And yet now I’ve had two equally intense ways of experiencing profound pleasure that I never had before. One way, I quiet myself and induce profound relaxation, and the pleasure flows without even having the Aneros inside me. The other way, I excite my body and set up intensely pleasurable reverberations with the Aneros inside. They’re equally exciting and wonderful.

What’s the next discovery the Aneros will lead me to? I can hardly wait.

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Updating

Just to bring you up to date. I’m not ready yet to declare what I make of all this or what my theories are of how to provoke what I’ve experienced, so I’m just going to lay out what’s been happening.

I did order the Helix, and found a good price ($45) on Amazon.com. The problem is that it took a week for the seller to ship it, and after almost another week, it’s still not here. If you have patience and price is a big factor, a reseller may be a good choice, but if your need is urgent, maybe you should order directly from the manufacturer.

I lost a few days after my last post because of some personal difficulties that took away any incentive for pursuing pleasure for a while. But after a few days, things returned to normal and I resumed my interest in the Aneros.

My next couple of tries with the device were kind of disappointing. I could get the involuntaries and some P-waves, but they easily faded. It was fun trying, but I didn’t pick up where I left off.

Then after my second attempt, I woke up in the middle of the night again, and again decided to see what I could do without the Aneros. Once again I was lying in my normal sleeping position, on my (right) side with my bottom leg extended straight and my top leg bent and resting on a pillow. I used the breathing technique I’ve described before, but, following some suggestions that have recently been made here on the forum, I enhanced my in-breaths by trying to breathe as deeply into my pelvis as I could. How to do this wasn’t very clear at first, but I soon got the hang of it, and I felt my pelvis being stretched and relaxed with every breath. I especially noticed that it felt my anus and perineum were bulging at the peak of my inhale.

After a dozen breaths or so, I relaxed and simply listened to any pleasurable sensations coming from my body. And sure enough they came. The tingling started in my balls and crawled up my perineum to my anus and then flooded my pelvis. I twitched and shuddered and felt flashes and glints of keen pleasure and a general glow. Over the next hour or two this was repeated with varying degrees of intensity, including some events that made me whimper in spite of myself. I’m not a big moaner, and so far I haven’t had an experience like some on the forum, that was so intense I found myself screaming. But what I felt was pure, keen, intense pleasure at least equal to, though different from, what I feel in a really good orgasm. I have watched plenty of porn in which I witnessed a guy have an orgasm that didn’t cause him to so much as bat an eye. Those are not the sort of orgasms I usually have. Rarely do I not experience at least a quiet moan at the peak of pleasure, some convusive movements, and a momentary loss of my self when I cum. This was on the order of those experiences.

I think it’s important to point out that I didn’t do any tensing at all in trying to induce the experience. I simply used my breath to try to stretch and relax my pelvic muscles as much as I could and then relaxed and paid close attention to what followed. Without going too far into theory, I’ll venture this opinion: it seems from my experience so far that the essential trick is to learn to recognize the pleasure when it begins. It’s very subtle and inconspicuous. It’s like being with someone who suddenly whispers, “Listen! What was that?” And you don’t hear anything, but you go dead still and begin to listen. And at first you can’t make out what they’re talking about, but then something separates itself from the background noise and you realize what your companion heard. And once you’ve recognized it, the noise becomes clearer and much more obvious. With the feelings of pleasure there seems to be some sort of feedback loop in which the more you pay attention to the first stirrings of pleasure, the more they are enhanced until they grow in waves, as everyone says, from a whisper to a roar. But first you have to learn to spot the inklings.

Last night I repeated this sequence of events with even more intense pleasure. If this isn’t what is meant by a super-O, I’m content with what I’ve found so far, but I’m willing to explore as far as it takes me. It’s an amazing experience, as if something has invaded your body for the purpose of thrilling you. And all just by lying still and being receptive!

Today nearly the whole day I have had an uncountable number of similar events throughout my day at work with very little effort on my part. Sometimes they’ve been so pleasurable that I trembled. I seemed to have the ability to summon them at will just by paying attention to the feelings in my pelvis.

I think I’m going to give it a rest tonight, because in spite of this method of inducing the pleasure by relaxing, there is still a certain amount of tension that creeps in unconsciously, and I can feel the potential for some cramping. I still mean to try out the Helix as soon as it arrives and see what that leads to. But like several other contributors to the forum, I’m beginning to suspect the Aneros is only a means to an end and that eventually we can transcend any kind of aid and just float in pure pleasure at will. Or at least I hope so.

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Where I'm coming from

10/24/2009 3:20:35 PM

Ten years ago I bought an Aneros. At the time, I believe they had only one model, what’s now called the “Classic.” I read the directions and experimented with it over a period of weeks, but I had no success. It was trouble to fool with, since you had preparation and clean-up time involved, and that had always steered me away from any kind of anal play, so I eventually left it in the nightstand drawer. Every couple of years I’d pull it out and try it again, but I never made any progross toward the special sexual thrills it was supposed to convey.

In the past year, however, I’ve begun to enjoy anal play more and more. I’ve gotten over some of my aversion to it on hygienic grounds, and I’ve begun to add light touching or insertion of fingers to my masturbation routine fairly often. Then something I read somewhere made me think that prostate massage just might be beneficial for my erratic PSA scores. No looming health crisis, thankfully, but a urologist who worries about me (bless his heart). And I remembered the massage therapist who once told me I carried a lot of tension around my anus. So I thought again of the long-disused Aneros, and I fished it out and went to the web to read about it again, since I’d long ago lost the directions.

I discovered that in the years since I bought mine, an entire community had grown up around the Aneros and the pleasures that apparently only it could provide. I read with amazement about the “Super-O” and “Mini Os” and “Super Ts.” Evidently these men were sincere, and there was more to the possibilities than I had realized. So I resolved to give it another try. At worst, I would get the prostate massage and see what effect that had on my PSA, and at best, maybe this time I could get it to work for me.

I read and absorbed the directions again from the web site, and also took in the entire text of the wiki. Armed with this, I went back to experimenting. The first time I used it, I merely lubed the Aneros with KY Jelly. I’ve never had much trouble slipping it in, and it has usually not been at all uncomfortable once it’s in position. I did the breathing and clenching exercises, I did feel some involuntary twitching, and I’d have to say I felt some pleasure, but nothing remarkable. I devoted only about 20 minutes to experimenting with it, since I didn’t have a lot of time at my disposal.

I came back a few days later and used some Liquid KY for pre-lube this time, administered with a baby eye-dropper. It turns out I’m one of those who can’t tolerate glycerin, and I now know what they mean by its “purgative” effects. But the crisis was short-lived and left me feeling willing to explore further. Then I used KY Jelly again on the Aneros and slipped it in (for some reason KY Jelly doesn’t provoke the same effect as KY Liquid, I find). It was comfortable and seemed promising, but nothing special happened. Then, for whatever reason, I decided to combine the breathing exercises recommended by the manufacturer with the breathing technique explained on the Prostate Massage and Health site, in which you exhale and then pull in and up on your abdomen. With the Aneros inside me, I discovered that this combination of techniques causes an involuntary squeeze of the anal muscles on the exhale. This pattern of breathing in as deep as I can into my abdomen and then exhaling fully and pulling the abdomen muscles up felt good. After about a dozen breaths, I relaxed and lo and behold, the involuntaries began and I was carried up into real pleasure. Not a Super-O, from what I can tell, but several mini-Os. One especially memorable one was centered in my anus, and made it feel absolutely wonderful. I never knew you could feel pleasure there. The others were more in my prostate or in my pelvic area generally. I had 4 or 5 over a period of maybe an hour and a half, and then I masturbated with the Aneros in and had an ejaculation.

This was more like it, and though I didn’t climb the pinnacle, I did discover that the path does in fact lead upward, for sure. I had been afraid that the so-called Aneros experience might just be the sexual equivalent of “speaking in tongues,” something I could not respond to at all. But that apparently is not the case, I’m glad to say.

The next day I abstained, but I did feel lots of pleasant tingles and had a feeling of well-being. That evening, I even had some results from attempting to induce an orgasm without using the Aneros, just by doing the breathing I had discovered and contracting and getting some involuntaries.

Two nights after my success I tried to repeat it, but it was late in the evening after a tiring day, and I think I was just too pooped to get much in the way of results. It was pleasant, and I had involuntaries, but nothing like the previous time.

The most recent time was this afternoon. I douched, used Gun Oil H2O for pre-lube (it has no glycerine) and KY Jelly on the Aneros, and spent about 2 hours in bed. I had maybe 15 of what I took for mini-Os, almost at will, some of them coming one right after another. I did some experimentation with progressive relaxation, porn, different positions. The progressive relaxation (which I’ve practiced with wonderful results for my genreal well-being for years) didn’t seem to do much. The Aneros did more for the porn than vice versa. And I discovered I could do it in just about any position, including on my back, with my knees bent or legs straight, on my side, or kneeling beside the bed. Some reactions were better than others, but they were all very nice.

So I decided to keep this journal and maybe post it on the Aneros site. And I made up my mind to continue to pursue the Super-O.

I’ve ordered a Helix to see if my experience will be enhanced by the improvements that have been made since the long-ago introduction of the Classic.



10/25/2009 7:33 AM

Last night I woke up at around 2:30 and couldn’t go back to sleep. I tried for a while, but then realized it was going to be one of those times when I lie awake for an hour or two before falling asleep again. So I decided to see if I could summon up any pleasure waves.

I was lying on my side with my top leg bent and resting on a pillow, which is my normal sleeping position. Without moving I began the breathing exercises I previously described and continued them for a dozen breaths, then lay perfectly still and breathed long, slow, and steadily. I introduced some light contractions, and sure enough I began to feel pleasure welling up. It was the tingly, “butterflies in the stomach, but lower” feeling so often described. It rose and spread through my pelvis, and subsided. Then I breathed deeply again, contracted a bit, and it started over. After a few times, I didn’t even have to contract at all. It would just start in my balls and spread through my pelvis, sometimes focusing on my prostate, sometimes on my anus, sometimes in my dick, which grew hard. When it was at its peak, I would shudder and tremble in my hips and thighs, and then as soon as it subsided I could simply focus on what I was feeling and it would start over. This went on for over an hour, with me never changing position. At one point I decided to see if I could spread the feeling out over more of my body, and I imagined it flowing down my legs and up over my torso. It did spread as I hoped and wherever the feeling went, that part of my body began to tremble and shake as well, until I was gently convulsing all over, almost as if I had a very bad chill. Mind you, this was without the Aneros, just me lying still.

I suppose I’m being “rewired,” but I never imagined it would happen so quickly. This is a priceless ability! To be able at any time, anywhere, to summon up physical pleasure as often and for as long as you choose, is like some genie granted you a wish.


10/25/2009 7:56 PM

A busy morning and afternoon, but I found the time mid-day to devote more than an hour to the Aneros. The experience was much like it had been in previous sessions. I had involuntaries and felt waves of pleasure. The one thing that differed was that I explored a bit more of the interface between pleasure and bodily reaction. That probably doesn’t make any sense, but here’s what I mean. I tried to stay as calm as possible and to focus all my attention on the waves of pleasure and let them take their own time to wash over me. And they did. But I was presented again with a dilemma that I’ve encountered before: when to let the body’s spasms take over and when to maintain focus entirely on the pleasure I experience. The night before, I had realized that it’s possible just to concentrate on the feelings of pleasure, no matter how minute they may be at first, and they can lead you to greater and greater involvement with ecstasy. So I made the decision to let my body’s reaction take over and see where they led me. I built up several times to the point where my hips and thighs were convulsing, and then I decided to ride the wave without interfering consciously any more in my reaction to the Aneros. I did what I had done the night before, and invited the pleasure to invade my entire body, and the result once again was that the trembling, shaking, and convulsions spread to the parts of my body to which I had invited the pleasure. I deliberately did not stand in the way of any of this physical reaction,. The result was that I jerked spastically from head to toe on the bed, probably looking like someone in need of medical assistance. It must have looked orgasmic to anyone else, and it was a very pleasant thing to do. But even though I’m certain I was responding to the sexual stimuli of the Aneros, I feel that in the course of letting myself convulse, I lost sight of the pleasure itself. And the result was that it was not what I think a Super-O would be. It was more like dancing without inhibition, which there’s nothing wrong with, but which is not the same thing as an orgasm.

I seem to be at the point where I can allow the pleasure to spawn and begin to propagate, which is wonderful, but something keeps it from building past a certain intensity. From what I’ve read on the Forum, this seems to be a common plateau for many men. From other things I’ve read, there seems to be no question that the road leads further, and I can safely say I’m not going to be satisfied until I find the key to those hidden delights.

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