Neuro Training

Picking up on the concept in the previous post "Stop-Start Re-evaluated," which discusses maintaining oneself near the brink, rather than repeatedly backing off from it, I want to discuss the business of deliberately training one's neurological systems to do this.

As a brief refresher, let me begin with a short quote from Mikael O's essay "Five Different Styles of Orgasm Management," posted earlier:

The male reproductive system is amazingly capable of readapting its desires to whatever the sort of pleasure it receives over the longer term. Thus, the male who has succeeded in excluding orgasm from his edging routine can come to the rather sudden realization that his mind and genitals have rewired themselves to his current situation. His formerly difficult task of denying orgasms has been replaced with a new normal of relaxed profound enjoyment of lengthy edging and arousal just for their own sakes.

These days I alternate between two styles of masturbation.  One I practice at the computer, the other in bed (although the location is secondary to the technique).  The in-bed technique has had the effect of training my neuro systems, and that is the focus of this essay.  I do not actually approach these sessions as training exercises - they are masturbation sessions with the positive side effect of training the nervous system.

To put the in-bed program into perspective, let me briefly describe in contrast what I do at the computer.  The computer is a sex machine.  (Anything else I use it for is secondary.)  I masturbate watching porn videos, browsing porn photography, chatting online, broadcasting on webcam, watching other webcams, writing erotic emails, posting to a series of blogs.  These computer-assisted masturbations are accompanied by the inherent interruptions of operating a computer.  Even though I am the undisputed King of One-Handed Typing, there is a certain amount of stop-start involved.  I pace myself and ease off if I get too close to the danger zone.  These sessions can (and do) go on for hours.

In bed there are no external distractions and I can devote my entire concentration to the job at hand - giving myself a hand job.  I am in no hurry.  Indeed, a slow hand is critical to what we are doing here.  None of this frantic beating off that we did when we were teenagers, and is so often seen in videos posted online by adults.  That rapid jacking style has the purposeful intent of bringing one's body to ejaculation.  Our objective here is to short-circuit ejaculation before it happens, and we need a slow rise in order to detect when we are right at the brink of ejaculation, but not quite.

So I take myself close to the Point of No Return and try to maintain myself there, poised near the brink but not quite there.  I try to recognize that "almost" point, and once there can maintain it with the barest motion of a finger to one side of the "sweet spot."  (Full strokes would push me over.)  It's like turning down the heat on the stove burner to maintain a simmer.  Once securely in this balance, I can then add to the mix a single full-fist stroke over my cockhead, which causes the sex muscles to clench.

What I refer to as the "sweet spot" is that sensitive area just below the cleft of the cockhead, almost a hair-trigger.  When I masturbate at the computer, looking at porn, I primarily stimulate the cockhead, only allowing my stroke to briefly touch the sweet spot with each stroke, lest I overstimulate it.  When I learned to masturbate at age twelve, I would lube the tips of two fingers and work the sweet spot only.  At that age you masturbate in secret and get it over with quickly.  I am not twelve anymore.

As I have been training my neuro systems into a new level of edge, I have (to my own delighted surprise) finally been able to directly stimulate the sweet spot without the inevitable ejaculation it would have triggered in the past.  I have accomplished this by focusing on each tiny sexual muscle that is triggered by the stimulation and consciously relaxing those muscles in response.  Forced relaxation.  In this state of deliberate relaxation, I feel each tiny ejaculatory muscle tingle and quiver.  Mainly I run one or two fingers along one side of the sweet spot or just under the cleft of the cockhead, so the sweet spot generally receives secondary stimulation, and at times move the stimulation directly onto the sweet spot.  At times I must slow the stimulation to an almost imperceptible gesture, continuing to force the relaxation.  I will alternate this with intense cockhead work, which clenches all the muscles down, and pushes me to the edge, setting me up to suspend myself there with another round of one finger simulation around the sweet spot.  This can become a cycle in itself, alternating cockhead stimulation with sweet spot stimulation.

Compared to what I do at the computer, the interruptions in stimulation are far briefer, almost like the nearly-imperceptible adjustments we make to the steering wheel on a straightaway.  You don't jerk the steering wheel to swerve back and forth, but rely on something more subtle to maintain a straight line.

The technique I am describing gives me a heightened awareness of my sexual muscle tone, all the tiny sex muscles that move the sperm and semen along.  Different points of stimulation seem to trigger different sex muscles, and I will generally exercise until all the muscles are satisfied.

This practice can be surprisingly tiring, repeatedly contracting and relaxing these small muscles, and the technique can require ferocious concentration.  I typically do not go more than 10 or 15 minutes at a time in a given session (devoting the majority of my masturbation time to the computer technique).  The longest I have gone is maybe 30 minutes, partly because I feel near a point of losing control, partly because I feel sated.  I intend to commit to a full hour sometime when I can devote my undivided attention to the process, when I am in a mindset to devote a full hour to this level of mental concentration.

This type of extreme edge play is much more delicate and much more dangerous than the laid-back computer masturbation style.  Every moment I am cognizant how dangerously close I am to ejaculation.  The majority of my unwanted accidents happen in bed.

And accidents do happen.  I would prefer not to lose my load, but my edges have been so intense and so close to the brink, I've begun to see the occasional accident as part of the price of dancing so near the edge.  I don't want to stop playing with fire, as the sensations are incredible, so I guess the possibility of an accident is a risk I'm willing to take.  Not that this means I've adopted a careless attitude toward accidental ejaculation - actually the opposite, as the careful avoidance of ejaculation is what has been allowing me to have these intense sessions.

Between the computer and the bed, partaking of each according to my desires provides a buffet menu of sexual options.  Both styles of practice have their own distinct advantages.  Even though what I do in bed is more intense and at a higher level, there is something undeniable to be said for the hours-long sessions at the computer.  Apples and oranges, perhaps?  (And no, my computer is not an Apple, so there is no pun here, boys.)

As detailed in an earlier post, my sexual focus is solosexual.  No one else can do this for you.  You gradually become addicted to your own cock.  But I can state without reservation that I am having the best sex of my life these days.