This is a story about sexual eroticism between men. If this offends you, please read no further.
Prostate Massage Part 3:
I attended a week long yoga/massage retreat in California last year. Each participant was to bring one practice or skill that we use with our clients to enhance prostate stimulation. We were 8 men in total. We stayed at a private resort in Russian River. There was total privacy within the compound, and our hosts were a gay couple. Our entire population was 10 men, mostly gay, but a few identified as bisexual/married. Being a clothing optional resort, most of us chose to be nude for the full week. What a free and wonderful experience to share with men. Nudity became as natural as breathing.
If you've read my previous stories, you know that I am a massage therapist who specializes in yoga and prostate massage for men. Many of my clients are gay, but I have quite a few who are bi or straight. The prostate does not know sexual orientation. It is a sexual organ that can unleash a lot of energy for the whole body and spirit. The men I work with find this helps relieve stress and tension, as well as helping them to feel more fully alive and whole.
There are so many different ways to stimulate the prostate, and all of the men at our retreat were interested in expanding our knowledge and skill levels. I have had a lot of success with anal beads, so I worked for 30 minutes each morning with the men on anal bead techniques. We each had to lead a 30 minute daily activity. I made sure that our diet contained high fibre so that we could begin the day with complete bowel movements. I did not teach any enema techniques, but I instructed each person so show up to the pool side each morning with empty/clean bowels, their yoga mats and towels, and various size anal beads. My one friend, Tony, who loves giving and receiving enemas ended up rising extra early each morning to give enemas to anyone who wanted one. His cabin became the toilet of choice for morning movements as he lined up the butts for their morning douche. He said by the end of the week, he had given over 100 enemas. That's an average of 10 enemas per person per week! I think a few of our group just liked his style. He'd fill you with soapy water, make you hold it and breathe, then do exercises like squats or sit ups before he'd let you go releave yourself. If there were four or five of us in his cabin at any one time, we had to learn to hold it and control our bowels because he only had one toilet. By the end of the week, most of us could hold up to a half gallon of water for about 15 minutes without leaking a drop. We had some pretty strong anal muscles by the time Tony was done with us. For sure, Tony is the reason most of us were as clean as a whistle before my morning sessions started by the pool.
Anyway, by 8am my men were well fed, well douched and on their backs by the pool. We'd begin in Lie and Release Yoga position to warm up. After some deep breathing techniques and Bridge pose, we'd begin by clenching our anuses and releasing them in rhythm with our breath. With a little lube and help from a partner, we'd pair up and insert one anal bead of a comfortable size. I am an advocate of finding our "edge", but only to the extent that we can handle it. I do not practice "no pain no gain". I believe our body lets us know when we can go further, so we each started with an anal toys that our bowel could handle with comfort. Some people never moved beyond that toy while others just keep moving to a new level by using a large set of anal beads each day.
Once the anal bead is in, the person breaths deeply and expels a loud "uuuuggggghhh" breath for 10 counts. The bowel responds very well do deep breathing and loud gutteral sounds, which come from the abdomen. After these breaths, the role of the partner is to "pull" on the anal bead while the recipient tries to hold it in with his ass holeclenched. The puller encourages his man to hold on to the bead and breath. It becomes a little rowdy, like men at a gym telling their workout buddy to "push it, push it", except our chat is "clench it, clench it!" There is alot of bonding and comradery that is built during this activity. We always end up praising our bead buddy for his improved strength or duration in this activity. Inevitable, each man's asshole gets tired, and the bead is pulled out. All of the men report feeling very empty when this happens, like a longing that needs to be filled. You can guess how we proceed. In the next round, two anal beads are inserted, and the 10 breaths begin with gutteral sounds on the exhale. Then, clenching and pulling. Eventually, tired, the two beads are removed, and the feeling of emptiness is increases. By the third anal bead, all of the men have raging purple hardons, and the pre-cum drips like a faucet. I always eat my own precum and cum, as it feeds my appetite for anal massage and male bonding. One partner I was paired with (Tommy), asked me to feed him his precum by wiping it up with his anal beads and letting him suck them clean. The smell of your own ass on a toy, mixed with cum really enhances the exercise for some people (me included). Anyway, before you know it, the men have 5 to 6 anal beads inside of them, and the clenching causes them to really work the prostate just by the sheer volume of rubber in their bowels. I like my anal beads on a string, but most men brought anal beads on a continuous shaft, but they are all very flexible and can really be moved around the bowel just by flexing and releasing. My first orgasm of the day was always when I had received 5 beads and was trying to hold them. As my partner would pull one out, I would feel the most overwhelming sensation of pleasure, energy, and release as my cock would shoot volley after volley of semen onto my belly. I would eat my protein snack as a breakfast dessert. Not all of the men would have these kinds of orgasm, but most of us did at least once during morning anal bead workouts. It took 15 minutes for the first half of the class to receive the anal beads during the activity. Then we would switch, and the second half would switch roles to be the anal bead recipient. I always filled my anus with a mid to large size butt plug, because once I would cum, I felt empty and it was so nice to keep clenching on my butt plug while I helped my partner awaken his prostrate. (We had a whole session on prostate specialty toys by Floyd - but that is whole episode unto itself.)
We always took about an hour break between sessions. The pool was always a popular scene on breaks. If someone did not cum during a session (it is impossible to cum each time we do a workout - 8 sessions a day), they would often jack off or ask someone if they could fuck them or get fucked. I am in a monogomous relationship, so I was not into the group sex scenes as a participant, but I always loved seeing these men in action. It seemed to be the bisexual men who wanted to get fucked the most, maybe because they don't always get a chance in their married lives. Anyway, our two host were more than happy to fuck or get fucked at pool side on any given break. It always kept our energy levels very alive and playful. Condoms and lube were always available. Safe sex was a requirement.
The owners, Michael and Jake, were in their early 40's, and they were very fit. I think they both do triathlon, because they would swim, bike and run every day. They prepared our meals, but they were often working out while we had our sessions. They were both interested and supportive of our prostate work, yet they stayed out of our way enough tend to our dietary needs and accomodation. They always joined us for "happy hour" by the pool and our evening "sweat lodge", and they seemed very interested to share their bed with anyone who wanted to. We knew who stayed over in Michael and Jake's house, because that person always missed Tony's enema session early in the morning. Other than when they served meals or left the compound to run/bike, they were always naked too, and very handsome. Both were hung and uncut, which I find to be rare in American men of their age. I loved watching Tommy go to work on their forskins during breaks. Tommy could not get enough cock in his mouth, ever!
After morning sessions of massage and "digit" anal massage (finger techniques - which can help anyone with impotence or prostate issues), we'd have lunch and nap time. I always slept by the pool or in a hammock, but I was often distracted by some hot action. It seemed like different men preferred to cum at different times of the day, so on most breaks, at least one person was getting some action by the pool. It was amazing how free and unashamed we all felt to support each other in our anal joy! Each man seemed at his happiest and most complete self when getting the attention of one or more man up his ass. It was not always fucking either. It was just finding that fullness of breath while getting his prostate fully stimulated.
My favourite session of the day was lead by Mitch. He practices anal massage in Oregon. He says most of his clients are straight men who come to him for relaxation. I have never been more relaxed in my whole life than after 30 minutes under Mitch's skilled guidance. He would have us work in pairs (we always switched partners each session, to get experience with each person). He'd lead us through a yoga breathing visualization to relax our whole body by releasing tension in our anus. It is amazing how naturally we clench our butt cheeks any time we feel stress. He had us so relaxed that farts blew freely and nobody cared. Then, he'd begin the external massage. He's lead us through deep, slow breathing while rubbing the taint, then slowly add a finger or two if the recipient raised his legs and spead them wide. This is a sign of trust and submission to the therapist. Mitch and the "massagers" would always keep one hand or thumb outside the body on the taint, while the fingers or other head worked the prostate inside. Thirty minutes of absolute heaven and bliss would pass by before you knew it. I never had an orgasm during these times, and my cock did not always remain hard, but it was incredibly gratifying. I could sleep like a baby after Mitch's session. We always needed a full hour break before changing roles, because those of us who got massaged first were too relaxed and buzzed out to help out our partners. This is the closest I've ever been to being high without alcohol or drugs. Amazing!
After a week, my anus was so in tuned with my body and visa versa. I was so regular, I'd eat, then have a movement, yet our anal play was always clean and comfortable. The only time my bowels were empty of fingers or toys was during my delightful 8 hour sleeps. I'd fall asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow! It was the most amazing week of bonding yet meeting my own needs at the same time!
While I love sex with men, I choose to only have anal/oral sex with my partner of 20 years. The bonding that I felt with this group of men was so playful and respectful, it was exciting to see how far we each grew in one week. We've agreed to stay in touch and make this an annual event.
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