Amplify Your Prostate Pleasure: Gear and a Guide

Hey fellas-

The following accessories and tactics recently made for a rapturous, sweaty afternoon that’s an absolute must-try, especially for those with sleepy, bashful, grumpy and dopey prostates like mine. @lonewolf8, @DarkEngine and others like us, this might unlock or trigger something for you. Here's hoping you get a jolt out of it.

While I know this is an Aneros forum, Aneros is a means to an end, right? (snick). That end is prostate awareness and awakening, busting through walls to discover new erotic treasures, agreed? Well then, take my hand and be brave, fellow fortune-hunters.

As a dude still stalking the elusive PO, I considered: would pre-pleasuring/fatiguing my prostate grease the gears, thus making me more sensitive and responsive to Aneros? The Aneros is supposed to be a stand alone gadget, but could it do with a boost?

The answer: Yes. I spent some quality time with my Trident Max afterward, but even days later I’m still a bit giddy from my pre-session high-intensity warm-up. It isn’t often that I can point to a new conduit or circuit in the rewiring process, but I emphatically can now.

I felt compelled to s'plain what I did and post a how-to guide, so here goes. Prep and purchases may look like a tall order—they ain’t.

Tools required (I’ll give details as I go.):

• A TENS Unit, <$30. (I like this one: https://www.amazon.com/HealthmateForever-Electronic-Arthritis-Inflammation-No-USD723178S/dp/B00O7CM12W/ref=sr_1_3?s=industrial&ie=UTF8&qid=1528406166&sr=1-3&keywords=TENS+unit )

• An Electric “Kegel Toner” for men, <$30: https://www.amazon.com/K-fit-Kegel-Toner-Adaptor-Electric/dp/B016MWX4DO/ref=sr_1_9_s_it?s=hpc&ie=UTF8&qid=1528406632&sr=1-9&keywords=Kegel+toner

• Extra 1” electric pads, $10-20 for lots: ( https://www.amazon.com/Syrtenty-Electrodes-Replacement-Electrode-Electrotherapy/dp/B00K504ED4/ref=sr_1_3?s=industrial&ie=UTF8&qid=1528406220&sr=1-3&keywords=1%22+tens+pads )

• Optional but neat: Stimloops, $10-$15: https://www.amazon.com/STIMLOOP-Electro-Conductive-Silicone-Loops/dp/B07BZ127HS/ref=sr_1_1_a_it?ie=UTF8&qid=1528406832&sr=8-1&keywords=STIMLOOP+E+Stim+Electro+Conductive+Silicone+Tube+Loops+W%2FBeads+%284+PCS%29+%2B+Wire+Leads

• A G-string, $5-15 (singles or sets): ( https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B07C61FYSK/ref=oh_aui_detailpage_o01_s00?ie=UTF8&psc=1 )

• A vibrator (I used one of those soft-ish touch angled anal ones, but choose your weapon)

Total cost for everything: Depending on specifics and quantities, roughly $100.

First, a flashback: I received that TENS unit above for Christmas, and didn’t know what it was. (Read this: https://thewirecutter.com/reviews/best-tens-unit/ .) When I found out, it kind of unnerved me (snort). When I finally got the balls to try the thing on a sore shoulder, I watched in stupefaction as my muscles convoluted and clenched all by theyselves. I didn’t have the phrase for it until I started reading this forum: Involuntary contractions. It creates and relies on subcutaneous nerves to create them, lots and lots and lots of them. An endless supply. (Pique your interest yet?) So, after further reading (the guy who couldn’t stop orgasming in that study on my Kegel post still cracks me up…I think that’s where I discovered the existence of a TENS anal probe), I found that I could actually buy one. Fancy that. A bit intimidating, but wasn’t cramming an Aneros for the first time a leap of faith too? I also bought those stimloop thingies, just in case (of what?…). I’d briefly tested the K-toner probe and TENS unit on the lowest setting to see if it worked, after performing a thorough lube job first (Spectra gel, good for external use, isn’t necessary to conduct electricity in our nether superhighway; a thin coating of your favorite lube works fine. And you can’t rinse the thing afterward- use rubbing alcohol when you’re done.) At first, the closest description was like the pins and needles you feel when your hand falls asleep, tingly, pleasant, and oddly disconnected. But I only had it on for a minute, and didn’t fully explore it in a session until the other day. It makes your anus, rectum, prostate, and whole perineal hammock spasm with gentle or monstrous contractions, whether buzzing, rapid fire, pulsating, isometric, acupressure tingles, or a mix. You choose the type and intensity.

But the K-Toner isn’t designed to be an Aneros—what is? It’s meant to be an electronic probe, not a stimulatory shape in and of itself. It slides out of position, too, although the bottom ring is adjustable to target prostate depth. But I didn’t want to hold it in—that’s hands-full, not hands-free. What to do? Eureka! A G-string. Why I recommend the specific one above is that it isn’t a single string in the back, it’s two strings closely connected by nylon fabric. They don’t floss your ass, they kind of mush into it. That’s a good thing here, because the flange of the K-toner probe nestles in the fabric right between the strings; you can even tuck the strings around the edge of the flange. To prevent the cord from getting bent, I just made a little hole where I was doing business, and fed the line through. Very mil-spec, and it stayed put perfectly. (If you order these G-strings, size up. They’re made in countries where people tend to be smaller.)

So after lots of contractions, buzzing, twitching, various settings and positions, you guessed it—nice, but no PO. Still, it was quite scintillating. What more lovely madness could I indulge? Then I remembered the 1” electrode pads I’d bought for perineal stimulation. I’d just shaved, so decided to test drive them. When I got up to fetch them, I took off my undies and left the probe on the bed, and when I stuck the pads onto the areas that our K and P tabs usually touch, I didn’t put anything back on or in. The real estate between my K and P spots—my arsehole, namely—was dancing with joy, and I was little more than an enthralled spectator, like the audience member that gets called onstage during a magic show. It felt so marvelous I didn’t put the probe back in. But after a few squirms, the patches started to fall off (and if you grab one, you’ll get a blunt reminder that it carries voltage.) G-string to the rescue again! It held them in place beautifully as well, and experimenting with the programs, settings, and intensity of the TENS unit was sending me to some heretofore unscaled heights, without any other stimulus. Then it got better.

I was going to put the probe back in, but thought of playing with my vibrator. I hadn’t used it in a while, and it has those nifty push-button setting rotations, just right for the afternoon’s clinical trials. I opened the hole in the G-string a little more, and noodled with the vibrator while the electrode pads tangoed with my anal axons and synapses. In all, there was one hell of a party going on upstate, and my prostate was lighting up like a winning slot machine. I came as close to a true PO than I ever have, and was nearly hyperventilating in ecstasy; were you in my place, with a prostate any more responsive than mine, you’d have been levitating by this point. Unfortunately, I didn’t discover the ideal combination of weapons and tactics until late in the session, when I had to rejoin society (damn them!) and the approaching tidal wave receded before it reached shore. But it was so tangible and delicious, so lush and naughty and primal, that it gets me aroused just writing about it.

Re. the stimloop, that came into play toward the end. I adjusted one around my testicles like a cockring, and put the G-string over it too. That nearly did it—with the vibrator, the electrodes, and the loop, I almost saw tunnels and lights without the dead relatives (thank God. I owe you one, Grandma.) Then the vibrator died. The crowd goes Aawwww…

About four hours later, I tried the Trident Max for a session, and the pre-pleasuring really did make a significant difference. My prostate and its hidden kingdom were tingling and twitching by themselves more than ever, and although not in the gripping ways many others report, still, progress is progress. I dozed off, and when I woke up a little later, the Max moved and shifted by itself, and I wondered if it had run out of batteries before I realized what it was. My prostate didn’t quite come hither—yet—but it did boldly go where this man hasn’t gone before.

And there you have it. I hadn’t tapped the explosive, erotic power of these items together, so Tesla here is going to pull some more new switches—in for a dime, in for a dollar. This is a holy pleasure quest, damn it! My next trick: stick the electrode patches where Aneros K and P tabs go, put on the modified G-string, and slide in an Aneros. Or try stitching pads directly into the G-string. Anyway, all the lighting storm of the TENS unit coupled with the ergonomics and sleek tenacity of a Helix Trident? Please. Maybe we should start a summer retreat. We could call it Ass-tro Camp! (I’ll stop now.)

Give it a go, particularly if you’re in the Doldrums. I’m not kidding. You want rewiring, try an electrician. The fatiguing of my prostate, even now five days later, is still emitting sparks.

Best of Pleasures,

Z

“...There swells and jets a heart, there all passions, desires, reachings, aspirations,
(Do you think they are not there because they are not express’d in parlors and lecture-rooms?)…”

~I Sing the Body Electric,
Walt Whitman