It is often said that our brains are the single biggest sex organ in our bodies. Thoughts are extremely powerful. When we learn how to focus our thoughts and intentions, wonderful things can happen. For me, the journey has just begun.
I am a well-practiced masturbator and there is very little I have not tried with myself, while alone, to attain higher and higher levels of sexual excitement and release. The most intense and satisfying solo sessions have been in the private sanctum of hotel rooms across the country. (See my “Hotels Solo” blog entry for more.)
A few years ago, I was on a work trip and had purposefully arrived a few hours early so I would not miss out a nice long masturbation session upon arrival. I had just learned some basic meditation techniques in a conference workshop and they seemed to actually have a positive effect on me despite my original doubts about the whole concept. I had given it a try and it worked.
On this particular day, it was extremely sunny and warm sunlight was splashing across my hotel bed. I shed all my clothes, pulled back the sheets, and I decided then and there to try and masturbate with only my mind. It was totally quiet, no chance of being interrupted, and I was already quite horny when I started. I was convinced that if I meditated properly, I could possibly achieve the ultimate hands-free orgasm. Not one those times like before where I sort of rub against rough material or poke out the fly of my boxers and pump my semi-hard penis into air while pulling back my foreskin and called that “hands-free.” This was going to be the Real McCoy.
I leaned all the extra pillows up against the headboard, grabbed a hand towel from the bathroom, and settled into a nice comfortable semi-reclined position. My hands were draped palm up off to each side and the soles of my feet were gently resting against each other. My knees were spread wide apart in the typical ‘bate pose.
After closing my eyes and starting with some deep breathing exercises, I began to completely relax. At this point I was completely flaccid, so much so that my penis head was fully retracted and I was only showing a very wrinkled foreskin. As a life long “grower” I knew this soft state was not going to last long. As I meditated on my sexual arousal I could actually feel the blood flowing to my member.
I visualized my penis inflating like a thick party balloon and my mind watched it slowly grow in girth and length to almost cartoonish proportions. With these visual creations flowing around my mind, I could actually feel my cock growing bigger and bigger. My warm growing member felt heavy as it brushed the hair on my leg ever so slightly. I felt my heartbeat throughout my body, out my arms, and legs, and fingers, and yes, my penis.
With each beat of my heart, I could sense that I was becoming erect. The breeze from the air conditioning washed over my glans and I could feel it tighten and pulling at my skin. I thought about how shiny my penis head gets when fully engorged and how good it feels to be completely full and ready when I masturbate with my hands. My mind and body started to synchronize and it became impossible to distinguish what my mind was seeing and what my body was feeling. It was like I was having a lucid dream.
If I thought about that wonderful near-orgasm feeling that I get when edging, my cock would respond. Precum started drooling down the side of my shaft leaving a cool wet trail from the head of my cock down around the edge of my balls. I thought about some of the great male solo vids I watch on PornHub where dudes literally gush thick streams of precum that swing side to side from dick to floor.
While I generally produce a decent amount of precum, I’m not really a gusher. That sure didn’t stop my mind from seeing it and once I saw it, it felt like it was actually happening. I was tempted to open my eyes and see if it was true, but I kept them closed and didn’t break my concentration. I have no idea how much time was passing but I could feel myself getting close.
I was experiencing a nice strong boner and I just enjoyed that wonderful feeling for a while. I pictured my penis standing tall like a lighthouse in the middle of an ocean storm. It actually felt like there were beams of energy emanating from the head of my shaft out into the universe. Purely electric. The feeling just kept getting stronger and stronger. Before I knew it, my system started into pre-launch activity.
My gut start to tighten and I could feel the fluids flowing through the pipes under and through my balls. I couldn’t believe that I was about to cum and I had not touched, or even looked at my penis during the entire session. My cock was extra hard and I thought about the dark angry purple color that it gets after particularly intense masturbation and edging sessions usually coated in a thick layer of astroglide and precum. The pressure kept building and building. The visualizations were getting more intense by the second. I realized that I was about to pass the point of no return. I could feel my cum welling up through my urethra and I knew it was all over.
I visualized Yellowstone Park’s Old Faithful geyser, and with that one thought, my penis started twitching and pumping and pumping and twitching and it didn’t seem Iike my orgasm would ever end. It felt like my penis head was exploding all over the bed and my brain was firing all neurons at once! It was amazing. I almost passed out.
When my orgasm finally subsided and my ejaculation pump stopped pumping, I finally opened my eyes. I literally saw stars and the room was sort of spinning. I had blown my cum all over my chest and there were thick chunks running down my shaft and washing over my balls. I was out of breath and so relaxed that I couldn’t move. I just sat there and enjoyed the buzzing electric bliss.
I glanced over at the alarm clock and the dull green digits told me that 2.5 hours had passed! It was strange because time was irrelevant while meditating. It wasn’t short or long, it just was. I felt alive, and energized and refreshed. What an incredible discovery. I have enjoyed similar experiences several times since that day and each one is unique and special. I recently tried to add intentional edging into my meditation, but it feels too forced and less authentic. Stay tuned, if I ever figure it out, I’ll be posting again. In the meantime, keep an open mind and enjoy your own company. (With or without hands!)
I am a well-practiced masturbator and there is very little I have not tried with myself, while alone, to attain higher and higher levels of sexual excitement and release. The most intense and satisfying solo sessions have been in the private sanctum of hotel rooms across the country. (See my “Hotels Solo” blog entry for more.)
A few years ago, I was on a work trip and had purposefully arrived a few hours early so I would not miss out a nice long masturbation session upon arrival. I had just learned some basic meditation techniques in a conference workshop and they seemed to actually have a positive effect on me despite my original doubts about the whole concept. I had given it a try and it worked.
On this particular day, it was extremely sunny and warm sunlight was splashing across my hotel bed. I shed all my clothes, pulled back the sheets, and I decided then and there to try and masturbate with only my mind. It was totally quiet, no chance of being interrupted, and I was already quite horny when I started. I was convinced that if I meditated properly, I could possibly achieve the ultimate hands-free orgasm. Not one those times like before where I sort of rub against rough material or poke out the fly of my boxers and pump my semi-hard penis into air while pulling back my foreskin and called that “hands-free.” This was going to be the Real McCoy.
I leaned all the extra pillows up against the headboard, grabbed a hand towel from the bathroom, and settled into a nice comfortable semi-reclined position. My hands were draped palm up off to each side and the soles of my feet were gently resting against each other. My knees were spread wide apart in the typical ‘bate pose.
After closing my eyes and starting with some deep breathing exercises, I began to completely relax. At this point I was completely flaccid, so much so that my penis head was fully retracted and I was only showing a very wrinkled foreskin. As a life long “grower” I knew this soft state was not going to last long. As I meditated on my sexual arousal I could actually feel the blood flowing to my member.
I visualized my penis inflating like a thick party balloon and my mind watched it slowly grow in girth and length to almost cartoonish proportions. With these visual creations flowing around my mind, I could actually feel my cock growing bigger and bigger. My warm growing member felt heavy as it brushed the hair on my leg ever so slightly. I felt my heartbeat throughout my body, out my arms, and legs, and fingers, and yes, my penis.
With each beat of my heart, I could sense that I was becoming erect. The breeze from the air conditioning washed over my glans and I could feel it tighten and pulling at my skin. I thought about how shiny my penis head gets when fully engorged and how good it feels to be completely full and ready when I masturbate with my hands. My mind and body started to synchronize and it became impossible to distinguish what my mind was seeing and what my body was feeling. It was like I was having a lucid dream.
If I thought about that wonderful near-orgasm feeling that I get when edging, my cock would respond. Precum started drooling down the side of my shaft leaving a cool wet trail from the head of my cock down around the edge of my balls. I thought about some of the great male solo vids I watch on PornHub where dudes literally gush thick streams of precum that swing side to side from dick to floor.
While I generally produce a decent amount of precum, I’m not really a gusher. That sure didn’t stop my mind from seeing it and once I saw it, it felt like it was actually happening. I was tempted to open my eyes and see if it was true, but I kept them closed and didn’t break my concentration. I have no idea how much time was passing but I could feel myself getting close.
I was experiencing a nice strong boner and I just enjoyed that wonderful feeling for a while. I pictured my penis standing tall like a lighthouse in the middle of an ocean storm. It actually felt like there were beams of energy emanating from the head of my shaft out into the universe. Purely electric. The feeling just kept getting stronger and stronger. Before I knew it, my system started into pre-launch activity.
My gut start to tighten and I could feel the fluids flowing through the pipes under and through my balls. I couldn’t believe that I was about to cum and I had not touched, or even looked at my penis during the entire session. My cock was extra hard and I thought about the dark angry purple color that it gets after particularly intense masturbation and edging sessions usually coated in a thick layer of astroglide and precum. The pressure kept building and building. The visualizations were getting more intense by the second. I realized that I was about to pass the point of no return. I could feel my cum welling up through my urethra and I knew it was all over.
I visualized Yellowstone Park’s Old Faithful geyser, and with that one thought, my penis started twitching and pumping and pumping and twitching and it didn’t seem Iike my orgasm would ever end. It felt like my penis head was exploding all over the bed and my brain was firing all neurons at once! It was amazing. I almost passed out.
When my orgasm finally subsided and my ejaculation pump stopped pumping, I finally opened my eyes. I literally saw stars and the room was sort of spinning. I had blown my cum all over my chest and there were thick chunks running down my shaft and washing over my balls. I was out of breath and so relaxed that I couldn’t move. I just sat there and enjoyed the buzzing electric bliss.
I glanced over at the alarm clock and the dull green digits told me that 2.5 hours had passed! It was strange because time was irrelevant while meditating. It wasn’t short or long, it just was. I felt alive, and energized and refreshed. What an incredible discovery. I have enjoyed similar experiences several times since that day and each one is unique and special. I recently tried to add intentional edging into my meditation, but it feels too forced and less authentic. Stay tuned, if I ever figure it out, I’ll be posting again. In the meantime, keep an open mind and enjoy your own company. (With or without hands!)
