I Don’t Care

We ran our errands yesterday and had some fun with training collar. Well, I had fun. Lion nearly went through the ceiling. Today we’re watching a recording of a football game played in London, way too early for us to watch live. Chores will come later.

Last night we snuggled and then my hands wandered a bit. Lion loves my wandering hands. They usually wander just where he wants them. It didn’t take long for Mr. Weenie to respond.

Lion said my technique with my hand was not doing the trick. He said he needed more pressure on the bottom. Oh? I know this and thought I was doing it, but I played along.

I set myself up between his legs and licked up the bottom of my weenie. “Like that?” Lion moaned and said I had it. So I proceeded to torture him with differing amounts of pressure along the bottom. He really wanted to come.

I don’t normally pay too much attention to Lion’s scheduled date, but I was sure it was today. He always tells me I can check on the right side of the website. I know this. I also know that I’m not going to stop sucking him just to check the date.

Even though I thought I was a day early, I decided I didn’t really care when his date was. I’ll give him an orgasm when I want to give him an orgasm. And Lion, if he knows what’s good for him, won’t argue with that decision. He certainly didn’t last night.

And I started wondering about the scheduled orgasm as a whole. I haven’t talked to Lion yet, and we’ve gone back and forth about it previously, but I’m questioning if we need a scheduled date. Of course, there are pros and cons. I know Lion likes to have a date because he likes plans. But does it matter if I can just disregard the date anyway?

I suppose we can leave it as is. Lion gets his date to plan and I get to do what I want anyway. Another win-win.