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May is masturbation month. According to the narrow definition, masturbation is the practice of sexually stimulating oneself usually to orgasm. Some, more narrow definitions insist it is limited to stimulation by hand. However, the broader definition allowing the use of toys is more generally accepted. The last time I masturbated was by hand nearly 7 years ago. Since then, my orgasms have all been produced by Mrs. Lion. More than 99% by her hand and mouth.

This is my technique. I demonstrated this to Mrs. Lion the last time I was allowed to jerk off.

I’m not complaining. I always preferred her hand to mine. Recently, I’ve gotten a little tired of her hand. At least that’s what I think is happening. For the last month or so my orgasms have been via oral sex. Mrs. Lion is amazingly good at that. If I were able to give myself oral sex, would that be considered masturbation? When Mrs. Lion uses her hand on me, I guess there is no other name for this other than “handjob”. I have always thought of it as her masturbating me. This is because she uses the exact same technique I would use on myself if I were allowed to do this. However, I’ve just learned that’s an improper use of the word.

This is Mrs. Lion giving me a handjob with no lube.

I have always been curious about how women learn to jerk off a man. I asked Mrs. Lion a few times. Her answers have always been rather vague. Apparently, she learned by doing. Many women give handjobs using lubrication. That way, all they have to do is grab the hard penis and move their hand up and down. It feels good and there is no risk of doing something he might not like. Mrs. Lion has always used a dry hand. That means she has to grab at the right spot and hold on tight enough to move the skin up and down without letting her hand slip over the head. In a dry handjob, it is pretty uncomfortable if the hand slips over the head. It’s a little like sandpaper.

Every so often she does use lube. We’ve discovered; well, I’ve discovered that they don’t all feel alike. Almost all modern lubes whether water-based, oil-based, or silicone are very slippery. I find them less than thrilling because I like feeling my penis skin being moved at least a little. It turns out that coconut oil, aside from being edible and sweet-smelling, is not as slippery as the other stuff. I love the way that feels when Mrs. Lion uses it. We’ve been trying various lubes for years. I’m going to write a post about what we’ve learned about specific products in the future.

Learning to masturbate a woman was not intuitive for me. Early on when I was discovering sex with the woman who was also totally inexperienced, we experimented and I figured out how to use my hand or tongue to provide the most pleasure. She had a hymen that was so tough I couldn’t penetrate her. So, we did oral sex exclusively. We both got very good at it.

In the days when I could masturbate, I never used lube. It just didn’t feel right. When we decided to start male chastity, Mrs. Lion told me to masturbate while she watched. She wanted to see how I did it. She’s used my technique as the basis for her handjobs. I’m very curious about how other women discovered how to manually get their men off. Please comment and let us know.

Needless to say, we won’t be celebrating masturbation month. That’s not on our holiday calendar.

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When we moved, I packed our waxing supplies away. For the longest time, I had no idea where they were. Lion bought new wax warmers and other supplies to get us through until I unearthed the original supplies. We’re still working with the newer warmers even though I know where the box is. I just haven’t unpacked it. Anyway, the point is, one warmer has green wax and the other has orange. The orange is easier to remove, but it doesn’t do as good a job as the green so we’ve decided to use just the green. That means I’m working from one warmer at the moment. When I’m out of wax, we have to stop.

Yesterday, I said I should clean the orange wax out of the warmer so I’ll have more wax to work with. After a minor disagreement about it, we realized we were saying the same thing. The orange wax comes in a can that sits in the warmer. I can just remove the can, clean up a few spills and have two green warmers. It would have been nice if I’d thought of it before yesterday. I made it most of the way down both of Lion’s legs before I ran out of wax. He’s got patches of fur on his right leg. It’s a good thing no one ever sees his legs. Today I’ll finish the job.

We’ve both been having some stomach issues. It’s probably tied to sleeping problems and possibly being “trapped” in the house for so long. I do poke my head outside every so often. I get the mail. I mow the lawn. (Right now it looks like I’ve never mowed the lawn at all.) And today I have to go out to get prescriptions. I’ve also suggested to Lion that we could go out for a drive. We don’t need to get out of the car. We can just enjoy the scenery. Anything for a change of pace.

Lion’s tummy was off last night. He didn’t eat much of his dinner and then he snoozed off and on watching TV. Before bed he suggested that he needs his excitement earlier in the day because he falls asleep in the evening. I’m countering with the fact that he falls asleep in the afternoon watching TV too. However, I don’t doubt that he would be a little more susceptible to my charms earlier in the day. Unfortunately, I’m working now and I’m supposed to do it from 8 to 5. I never actually discussed it with my boss, though. There’s really no reason I couldn’t shift those hours since I’m working at home. Or even split the hours. If I stop at 2 for an hour or so, I could just jump right back on to finish my shift. On the other hand, I need to be available for emails, texts and phone calls.

Anyway, we need to figure out what our “new normal” is going to be around here. And eventually I will have to actually go in to work. What happens then? What is normal anyway? There’s certainly a lot of moving parts to it.

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I fell asleep while Mrs. Lion was playing with my penis. It felt very good. I wasn’t aware it happened. All I know is that I was enjoying the sexual attention and then Mrs. Lion wasn’t touching me. I opened my eyes, I keep them closed when I get sexual attention, and Mrs. Lion was on her side of the bed playing on her iPod. I was confused. I asked her what happened and she said that I had fallen asleep.

What the hell!

These sudden drops into unconsciousness are disturbing. It happens when I am watching TV. Chunks of time disappear. I don’t think it’s a medical problem. Maybe it’s just because I’m tired. We’ve both been having trouble sleeping lately. If this sort of thing persists, I suppose I’ll seek medical attention. These are odd times.

I’m a little surprised that since we’ve both been home, we’ve actually done less playing. Sex and BDSM activities have tapered off and have almost disappeared. I don’t understand it. That’s not entirely true. I think it’s because Mrs. Lion isn’t interested in sex and being with me 24 hours a day moves her thinking away from what she can do with me. In any case, we have drifted apart physically.

Emotionally we are just as tightly bound as ever. Our love for each other is obvious. Manifesting it physically, however, just isn’t happening.

I don’t feel deprived. At this point I’m not particularly driven by sexual need. Maybe that’s the problem. Have I been the engine driving all of our activities? If that’s true then I have no one to blame but myself.

Meanwhile, we’ll keep trying.