The other night, I took on the freezer to clear ice blocking the drain on the bottom. By the time I was done, my right shoulder had hurt, and I had a rather large bruise on my left palm. Plus, I’d been crawling around on the floor, so my legs and back were unhappy. After I took a shower, I didn’t want to do anything else. Yesterday, I took advantage of the last sunny day for a while and mowed the strip of grass that was left. It took about twenty minutes and added to my step count for the week. I was sweaty and needed a break. Just before I’d gone to mow the lawn, our new TV audio/video receiver arrived. For whatever reason, the old one decided to stop pushing sound out to all but the right front speaker, so we had to replace it. After about an hour’s rest, I tackled installing it. What fun!

Despite all of the chores and all the crawling around on the floor, I still found the energy to play with Lion last night. He was hard almost from the second I touched him. That was a big clue he was horny. The other was that he was out from under the blankets. I used my hand for a little bit and then asked if he’d like to be sucked. He’s only turned me down a handful of times when I’ve asked that. I knew he wouldn’t last night.

Even though he was hard, I still took my time. I didn’t want him to accuse me of rushing. Besides, I wanted to get him all hot and bothered. On one of my breaks from sucking him, I noticed his wait time was 13 days. I know. It’s not the longest wait on record. We were averaging a seven-day wait, I think. Then Lion started having some trouble maintaining erections and/or getting turned on. I think our average then went to something like fourteen days. Some men like to wait a long time. We’ve never really played it that way. When I took control over Lion’s orgasms, I never really thought about making him wait a long time. I saw it as my decision to allow him to come when I wanted him to come. Whatever day we’re on, if I want him to have an orgasm, he should have an orgasm. Three-day wait? Let’s do it. Seven-day wait? Yes, please. Four days? Bring it. It has little to do with when he wants one.

Of course, that’s not true. I can’t compel him to have an orgasm if he’s not cooperative. There are times he’d love to have an orgasm, and my weenie doesn’t cooperate. Sometimes I’ve been able to “take” an orgasm. By that, I mean he’s not necessarily horny, but I can be persistent and rub one out of him. Now I’ve modified my control of Lion’s orgasms to be when I want him to have an orgasm, he has an orgasm… as long as his body is able.

Thankfully, he was horny enough and hard enough last night to be edged a few times before I gave him an orgasm. I tasted precum on the first edging and more on the way to the finish line when I got a nice amount of cream filling. I won’t say it’s the most I’ve ever gotten, but it’s the most I’ve gotten in a while. Much to Lion’s dismay (Not!), I didn’t share any with him. It’s mine, and he can’t have it. But there’s always next time.

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