I don’t understand it. It’s only been two days since I got a spectacular blow job. My mind went to black, and I was all sensation. Mrs. Lion sent me into orbit. I felt like I was floating in space. Then, too quickly, I returned to earth as the echoes of the orgasm resonated through me. I can only imagine how a woman must feel. Her orgasm lasts and lasts. Mrs. Lion can go to the peak and back four or five times. I wish I could feel that. I’m not complaining. My short trip into space and back was wonderful.
The odd thing was that I wanted more the next morning. Even now, on Friday, I crave another trip. As the days go by, my interest fades like an old photo in the sun. First, the color fades. Then, the image is a shadowy sepia image. It never quite disappears, but the vivid reds and blues are gone. If Mrs. Lion provides shade by edging me, the colors stay bright, and my hunger grows. If she lets me lie fallow, the colors disappear.
It seems that those colors fade more quickly the older I get. It’s as though my ability to remember and want sex diminishes. When I was younger, my hunger grew as days without orgasm passed. Now, the opposite seems to be my fate. My hunger is strong for a day or two after I get release. Then it fades. I fondly remember how it feels to reach the peak, but my desire starts to fall asleep. Can I find any more metaphors? Sheesh!
I don’t usually resort to this sort of linguistic gymnastics. I think it’s good for me to expand my expressive horizons a little. The subject of this post is very important to me and, I suppose, other men. The bare fact is that I can be aroused and brought to orgasm almost anytime, even if ignored for a long time. The equipment works. That isn’t the issue. It’s that I have more fun if I am horny. When my hunger fades, I lose an important source of life energy.
We males are designed to be in heat all of the time. It drives us to seek females for fun and release. As we age, our reproductive importance diminishes. That makes sense to me. Even younger men will lose interest if unable to ejaculate for a long time. We learned that when we started male chastity. In the beginning, I started to lose interest after a couple of weeks. Now, it’s a few days.
This loss of interest may be why we spend our lives masturbating. When our mates stop wanting sex for a while, we can fill in with our hands. It isn’t as much fun, but it helps bring the hunger back. I don’t have that ability. I’ve been trained not to masturbate. In recent months, Mrs. Lion hasn’t tried to stimulate me until she wants me to ejaculate. I want to get edged starting within a day or two of release. Since I can’t do it myself, I’m at the mercy of my lioness.
Of course, that’s what we want. She has total control of my sexual activity. We used to follow a daily-or-every-other-day schedule of edging. I want to go back to that. I know that’s extra work for Mrs. Lion, but she’s my only outlet. The colors are fading faster. Only she can keep them vivid.