braveneworld's review and endorsement of the maximus classic (http://community.aneros.com/forum/discussion/16763/progasm-jr-vs-maximus#Item_2) convinced me to buy one. As I imagined, the maximus and MGX have a lot in common because of their similar shapes. Both have an assertive presence; I can't forget either of them is in there. The main difference I feel is the MGX is more insistent. It demands attention in a way the maximus doesn't. braveneworld succinctly described it with the phrase “hugs you inside and...

Yeah, that night last week was pretty weird. It's a week later now, and I can't really see the reason why that was. Several of my experiences with prostate massage have been colored by temporary apprehension and uncertainty. That's not a bad thing. You don't make progress if you never leave your comfort zone. The a-less orgasm is the worst tease I've known. I can get it started with some consistency, but my skills are not...

I started a session just before going to bed. This never works out for me. I drift off to sleep before anything gets started. It worked out this time, though. Fuck me running, did it work out. I felt a slow pulsing at my anus that maintained a persistent stimulation, and a much slower internal stroking that triggered a wave every forty seconds, I estimate, that amplified the stimulation. The two different internal contractions kept their slow, relentless...

Things work well for me on Sundays. Other days, not so much. During sessions on post-work weekday evenings, after an initial jolt and a fast spazzy run-up to a pale, weak, anemic orgasm, I didn't get much going. Any waves that came around felt like two or three dissonant notes that warbled around but never quite synced into one pure tone. When I got that far, I either couldn't relax well, or I relaxed too well and fell...

Monday May 4 and Tuesday May 5 closely followed the pattern of Sunday's session: a series of rapid-onset small orgasms, an abrupt calmness that introduced a slow buildup to not-quite-orgasm, and a gradual decompression to the end. The only notable change was that the good tingles got cooking within only a couple minutes of starting. I believed I was getting the hang of this thing. Tuesday through Saturday cured me of that notion. I just couldn't get anything...

On May 3, I set to try the “do nothing” method. I lay on my back with knees up, and waited for whatever sensations might visit. Doing nothing wasn't strenuous, but the minimal effort still got to me. My legs fatigued, so I stretched out and lay flat. An odd, tiny tickle occurred somewhere in my abdomen. I didn't think anything of it, but it was intruding on my focus. Just to make it go away, I rotated...

Still catching up with the history. At this point it was the end of April and the beginning of May 2015. My sessions were still centered on deliberate deep breathing and refining muscle movement. During two sessions, about a half-hour in, I could feel a rush somewhere behind my balls. It was similar to the feeling I get when I start gently stroking my cock head. Nothing too exciting; just a little something. The sensation evaporated...

Insertion has never been an issue. I learned long ago how to do that without discomfort. I learned that my body can occasionally be fussy and uncooperative, and coercing it into submission is never useful or satisfying. Stoicism is a loathsome quality. I started regular practice with the helix in April 2015. Practice sessions have been been easily integrated into my daily schedule, and have provided good reasons to abandon some less rewarding activities. Much of the aneros...

I have difficulty maintaining journals and blogs, but I do enjoy writing them. The tension between creating an accurate, clinical record of events and embellishing them into a readable narrative creates a unique thrill. I think this one deserves to start with a splash of personal history. Anal play has always been a part of my sexual life. Long ago, while hanging out at a girlfriend's house after school, she abruptly told me to take off my pants...