In this I Did It
For Science report, British hottie Grant Stoddard enlists a buddy to help
him achieve injaculation, aka “enlightened consciousness through orgasm without
the expulsion of seminal fluid, vis-â-vis strategic pressure on the perineum.” "Huh?" you say? Okay, here's what it means:
“A couple of minutes in and
fast approaching the point of no return, I located what Taoist's refer to as
the 'million-dollar point,' the spot nestled between a gentleman's
love spuds and his rusty bullet hole. I pressed hard and felt a strong,
constant pulse on my perineum. Just before orgasm, the pulse became arrhythmic,
then graduated to a panicked pounding, like a palpitating elk heart betwixt my
legs. Trying to really concentrate on the feeling was extremely difficult. I
was just hoping that I survived long enough to give the scientific community my
theory on why people spontaneously combust.
Then, immediately prior to the moment where I'd typically soil the bed linen, I
saw for a brief second what all those pony tailed forty-somethings had been
proselytizing about. The build-up to orgasm was momentarily more intense than
usual, but the feeling soon vanished as quickly as it had arrived. I continued
to press hard for a minute or two, concentrating on the subsidence of pressure
in my rig. I withdrew my fingers from my undercarriage and propped myself up on
my shoulders, disturbed and underwhelmed by the whole ordeal.”
Read more about
Grant’s self-experimentation, as well as how his friend
Brian’s experiences. Anyone out there an injaculation fan?
