Houston. We have liftoff! Sorta?!

Houston. We have liftoff! That is the only way I can describe it. On the way home after dropping off my mom, I began thinking how empty my prostate felt. Arousal had become very difficult and was rarely felt outside the bedroom. I began to think about how the book (The Multi Orgasmic Male -Thanks to somebody on the forum recommending this book!) said that the stored sexual energy in my navel could be pulled back into the body and used for various things including sex. So I envisioned energy leaving my navel and traveling up my head, down my spine and back into my prostate. (crap. it just happened again while typing this!) Suddenly, my prostate swelled a little and I started feeling a little aroused. So I began to draw more out of my navel and then started circulating it all over and over again from my navel to my groin and kept it going. Each orbit around as the energy crossed my prostate, it pulsed and gave me a little more pleasure. After a couple minutes of me enjoying this, it suddenly got more intense. Each orbit pulse was radiating a gentle wave of ecstasy across my body while my brain was pulsing with euphoric feelings. It was wonderful yet I was still very aware of my surroundings and felt I could have gained control of it at any time. Remember, this is while driving! The song, "Don't stand so close to me", came on the radio. It brought up visions of my wife being an innocent school girl and me being the teacher. Very good stuff indeed. The orgasmic pulses continues very slowly. About one every 10 to 15 seconds, but I wasn't impatient. I just giggled and gasped lightly as each pass seemed to get stronger. I was laughing in disbelief! It lasted the entire song. I was glad it didn't get any stronger because of driving. I could only imagine trying to explain this to a cop! Anyway. As I came to the stop light at 149 and 20, it was fading and I was buzzing with feelings I have never felt before! Then I remembered that somebody said on the Aneros forum that their nipples became like orgasm buttons. Half laughing and half leary, i reached up and touched my right nipple. Bing! Another couple intense but gentle orgasmic pulses radiated through my body. I was laughing so hard I was in tears. The light turned green and I quickly got home. I could only describe the experience as low orbit. In the movie, "The Right Stuff", the astronauts are watching the various test rockets go up in flames and huge explosions. One funny part was instead of the rocket expoding, the top parachute assembly just popped up in the air. That is now what I equate an ejaculation to compared to this new orgasm. Just a pop, compared to launching yourself into a gentle low orbit with a pulse transmitting your location every few seconds. I am sure that in the right circumstances and with enough training and self awareness, a high orbit exists and possibly one beyond the 3rd heaven. Oh I hope so! This was without the Aneros Progasm in! Can't wait to try this with the Progasm in me. The high lasted almost the rest of the afternoon and evening when I got to my brother's house. Then I realized just how tired I really was. By the time I got home, I was ready for a bath and bed. I slept like a rock. Best sleep in months.