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She would email me that she would fig me with fresh ginger.

I have been thinking about what works. For example, I don’t respond quickly to direct stimulation. If Mrs. Lion snuggles with me and plays with my penis, more often than not, I don’t get hard. It isn’t that I don’t find Mrs. Lion sexy. I do. I love when she touches me. But just reaching under the covers and playing with my penis doesn’t get to me. Maybe I’m broken. Shouldn’t any guy get hard almost the instant an attractive woman makes genital contact?

When I was thirty, the answer would be, “Duh!” As I’ve grown older, this isn’t the answer. Even when I was in my thirties, I would fall asleep if my partner rubbed my balls. Now, massaging my cock will often have that effect. I think that many women learn that men are all about their cocks. It’s certainly true when we were young. So, if a woman wants to initiate sex, all she has to do is massage her man “down there.”

We males learn that the direct approach isn’t the best with a woman. She responds if we kiss her and pay attention to other parts of her. Why don’t females realize that we respond the same way that they do? OK, we males are more impatient. Once we get hard, we focus on our penises. Women are no different. Once they get wet, they want vaginal attention.

My point is that foreplay becomes more important as we age and as the time with the same partner passes. Mrs. Lion and I have been together for nearly twenty years. There’s no mystery left. That doesn’t mean sex is dead. She knows what turns me on. It isn’t entirely what you think. BDSM is very good foreplay for me. It isn’t necessarily the first step in turning me on.

If you look back a few years in the blog, you will find that Mrs. Lion posted her plans for me. She went into considerable detail. It was certainly a turn-on for me as well as our readers. I had a chance to anticipate what was going to happen to me. How cool is that?

There was a problem for Mrs. Lion. A good percentage of the time, she wasn’t up to doing what she promised in her post (or emails). She felt bad that she disappointed me. Her solution was to stop giving me coming attractions. If she was up to doing something, she would do it. That was fun most of the time. I had no warmup, no time to anticipate and get the juices flowing. I guess it is the lion version of romance. Some might get excited by a candlelight dinner. I get aroused by learning what evil thing my lioness planned for me.

This is our version of a couple taking things for granted. Yes, Mrs. Lion faithfully spanks me if I don’t set up the coffee pot. She will cuddle and rub my penis. Eventually, I’ll get hard, and she will work more seriously at getting me to the edge or beyond. I appreciate the effort. Ironically, the morning after she gets me off, I will get hard thinking about what she did.

Ah-ha! I got aroused thinking about my experience the night before. Then, why can’t I get aroused by the same image a few days later? I don’t know, but it seems to fade enough to lose its potency. Proximity is important. Maybe this is why guys like to watch porn. Mental stimulation needs to be close to physical activity. That would explain why a day filled with promises of evening entertainment is so effective in priming my pump.

I suppose it’s our fault. We “train” women to believe that men are self-starting when it comes to sex. We are when we are younger. It’s our role to initiate sex. Buried under that biological imperative is an equally important emotional component. We are programmed to fuck whenever we can. We also respond to kindness and love. We can mate for life. The raw desire to fuck that accompanies our youth is replaced by more complex needs as we age.

If we can’t find the mental stimulation we need, that’s when trouble begins. Sound familiar? It’s exactly what happens to women in the same situation. The big difference is that no one writes about male emotional needs. We are supposed to turn on like a light bulb. Pull the chain, and it lights up.

We are all different. That’s why there is such a wide variety of porn. I don’t find porn much fun. Even when I was allowed to jerk off, it never held my attention. An email from Mrs. Lion saying that she was going to put ginger up my ass works. She was right. When she didn’t follow through, it hurt. It hurts more when I feel distance caused by no sexual interaction until we’ve been in bed for over an hour, and she may or may not move over to snuggle.

Our situation is inherently difficult. Mrs. Lion doesn’t want sex for herself. She also says that she can enjoy an orgasm. I get it. She’s never looking for sex. If I happen to give it to her, she likes it but isn’t moved to want more. That leaves me at a loss to know what to do. She enjoys but doesn’t want orgasms. I have absolutely no idea what to do with that information. She likes doing sexual things with me but often doesn’t feel up to it.

I suppose this is a classic marital problem. We will solve it. I hope Mrs. Lion will resume providing me with coming attractions.

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Diaper or panties? Which should I make Lion wear?

A while ago, I needed to be in the office for part of the day. I was going to make Lion wear a pair of frilly panties. I forgot. When I told him about it, he said I could do that any day. While that is true, the purpose of wearing the panties was for him to be reminded of me even if I was twenty miles away at work. I’ve had three opportunities in the past few weeks to make him wear the panties and I’ve forgotten every time. I guess I will have to make him wear them when I’m home.

I could also have him wear a diaper from time to time. He hates that, especially when I make the rule that he can change when he’s saturated, but he has to pee in the fresh diaper as soon as he puts it on. In other words, he may have peed three times in a diaper before he’s allowed to change it and as soon as he puts a clean one on, he has to pee immediately. This ensures he’s never in a dry diaper and, therefore, he’s always uncomfortable.

I’ve never asked him if he prefers wearing panties or a diaper. He’ll wonder what difference his preference is. I’ll make him to whatever I want anyway. It matters because I’m asking him. I know he hates both. I want to know which he hates more. What will I do with that information? Maybe nothing. Maybe I’ll decide I only want to make him slightly uncomfortable on a given day. Another day, I might decide I want him more uncomfortable. It’s quite possible he hates both equally but for different reasons. Maybe the frilly panties are too girly for him and the diapers are too yucky.

Whatever his reasons, I see frilly panties and diapers in Lion’s future. I’m psychic like that.

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I did my research about dry orgasms. It turns out that it’s a problem. As I wrote in an earlier post, loss of semen is related to several conditions, including prostate surgery and serious disease. According to the Mayo Clinic, the chances are strong that semen is being diverted into my bladder. This happens when the bladder is overactive. Really? I just thought it hung around to hold pee.

Further reading revealed that symptoms of an overactive bladder are feeling an urgent need to pee and usually coming out without an invitation. I had both symptoms the last few weeks. The leakage was minimal and sporadic. Still, the evidence was pretty clear. I contacted my primary care doctor, and he set up an appointment with a urologist. That isn’t happening for a few weeks.

Kegel EMS machine that I bought. It’s shown with the vaginal probe.

In the meantime, I was idly browsing on Amazon. I searched for “Sexual Health.” The results included devices for kegel exercises. Some were EMS (ElectroMuscle Stimulation) devices. They claimed to help both women and men strengthen their pelvic floor muscles. They went on to say that by doing this, overactive bladder and leakage could be controlled. Ah-ha!

Women and men? Yup. I’ve done male kegel exercises from time to time over the years. You do it by “clenching” your anus. I can’t describe it, but you do this when you want to stop a stream of urine. Anyway, these devices claim to work these muscles and correct the very problems I have. According to the Mayo Clinic, if I have retrograde ejaculations, curing the overactive bladder should allow the semen to come out the way it is meant to.

This is the anal probe. It’s odd that it’s penis-shaped. The probe is too small. If I move, the effect of the EMS changes. I ordered a cylindrical probe that is considerably thicker and longer.

I bought an EMS device and an anal probe. The vaginal probe that comes with it won’t work anally. I’ve used it just two times. The material I’ve read says that it takes at least two weeks of daily sessions to get results. Well, the urgency and leakage have stopped. I don’t know about ejaculation yet. I’ll find out next time Mrs. Lion gets me off.

The sessions with the device aren’t painful or very uncomfortable. I can feel stuff happening. I’m surprised that the results are as positive as they are. Even if I still have dry orgasms, the help I’m getting with urgency is worth the daily sessions.

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As I suspected, my meeting this morning was a waste of my time. None of it really pertained to me. My training will come tomorrow, supposedly. Since I’m the only one who does my job, I’m left largely to my own devices. I’m sure I’ll have to figure out most of it by myself. This afternoon, we’re rushing to get things done in the old system that won’t transfer to the new one. Of course, they should have both systems running side by side for a while, but that’s not how we roll.

I was tired last night, so we didn’t do anything. I wasn’t even up for snuggling. Right now, I have a headache from my meeting, and I’m working a little bit later than usual for the final push. It’s not all that late, though. Assuming I get rid of my headache and have leftover pizza for dinner, I should have enough energy for some Lion play. He’s a horny, horny boy, but what else is new.

Tonight, I think oral attention is warranted. I don’t know that he’ll have an orgasm, but I can certainly edge him. Groundhog Day seems like a good day to edge him over and over and over again with no orgasm. The date is also repetitive. 2-2-22 or 2-2-22 if you express it day, month, year rather than month, day, year. At least tomorrow won’t be Groundhog Day all over again. Maybe he’ll have an orgasm tomorrow. We’ll have to see what the calendar has in store for him.

A few months ago, I set up recurring tasks in my work calendar. Maybe I should set “just because” spankings up the same way. If he hasn’t earned a punishment, I should get a reminder to swat him anyway. Lion is always after me to set up my personal Outlook account. Now might be the perfect time to do so.