We did some more reconfiguring of our audio-visual area of the bedroom and, as often happens, needed new parts in the process. I went off to buy them while Lion configured things on the remote. The whole process took a few hours, and I didn’t get a chance to write a post yesterday. Lion also, as you probably noticed, did not write a post this morning. I’d like to say we’re back on track, but I never know what’s going to happen next.
The one thing I can be sure of is that Lion had some fun last night. I asked him the silly question, “Do you want me to suck you?”. He responded that it was, indeed, a silly question and moved across the bed. I don’t know how many days it had been since his last orgasm. I don’t know how many days it was since we last did anything sexual. I just knew that I wanted to suck him. I was prepared for him to say no since his post the other day was about telling me no when I asked if he wanted to do anything. If he had said no, I was going to tell him it was too bad. I wanted to suck him, and that’s what I was going to do. Happily, we seemed to be on the same page.
I had no idea if we’d get to the edge. I was just playing it by ear. Literally. I was listening to his breathing to know when he was getting closer. Just to be sure he knew who was in charge, I stopped once he got reasonably close to the edge. I figured it was about the time he might be thinking he was going to go all the way. Then I started again. When he was closer but still not quite there, I stopped again. He was breathing faster. Would I start again or leave him hanging? He had no idea, but I’m sure he was happy when I started again.
I wasn’t even sure if I’d stop again. I didn’t have a plan one way or the other. My desire to make him happy won out. I kept going right on over the edge. It seemed like a big orgasm. He said it was when I asked. However, no cream filling for me. Poor me. Lion thinks he’s broken. I’m glad he had such a wonderful orgasm, even if I didn’t get any bonus from it. I love giving him orgasms.
