Observations and recent developments

Well now, I'm hitting the forums hard again...! After the whole debacle with the progasm ripping my perineum to shreds, I was feeling a bit sorry for myself - but on the other hand I was far more aware of the inherent dangers of what is, essentially, an addictive toy.

So, I gave it a few days rest, and then tried a few tentative sessions. My advice for those that had the same issue I did with the p-tab recently, put something soft between your perineum and the p-tab! Makes sense doesn't it? 8) While nursing my perineum back to health, I grabbed the nearest thing to hand during a session, which was a sock....ok, ok, yes there's an argument for proper preparation, but I'm just not that organised, ok? Anything will do though, just to add some padding down there! I think for beginners it's important to know what full contact of the p-tab feels like though.

So, the first couple of sessions after my short break were lousy. Gathering together the right conditions for a great session seemed like an insurmountable task. I had the familiar pleasant feelings and buzzes on my prostate and on my second session, I had the mini-est O's you could imagine...cheerios if you will...there for a second and then gone. The problem I often find is that I am reaching for the orgasm instead of letting it come to me.

Something which I recently realised is that half way in to a session, I sometimes have an intense desire to urinate which is sadly not imaginary (why don't you prepare magma?...stupid boy!) and genuinely accompanied with a heavy bladder, so I usually need to interrupt things just to relieve myself before I get back to the session. This was the case in today's session, but instead of getting up, I decided to stay where I was, flat on my back. I was in rapturous pleasure, waves of pleasure emanating from my prostate outwards in all directions. I literally had no idea if I was going to cum or if I was going to urinate all over the bed. Either way it was going to be a mess, so I figured there couldn't be much harm in just staying where I was!

This was a feature of a lot of my early days with the progasm, feeling an almost agonising pressure on my bladder and an equally intense shot of pleasure on my prostate.

I felt almost certain that I would have a hands free wet-O...my first ever, but alas, it was not to be. There were too many distractions...people moving about in other rooms in the house, and my mind wasn't quite as relaxed and as focused as it usually is.

The pressure to urinate is not a bad thing, even if you do have a full bladder, you'll know it, there will be an underlying heaviness which will be just uncomfortable enough to make you get up and go. The whole time though, I just laid there, not wanting the pleasure to stop, but knowing that it would have to eventually. The pleasure/pain divide is a lot of fun to explore in this way though!

I feel at this moment that I am on the precipice of an abyss which descends into mindblowing pleasure and orgasmic energy, and that the rewiring process which I assumed was all but complete, has more things to throw at me to push me over the edge.