KFC and DQ


The other day, Lion had his first Blizzard from Dairy Queen. He loved it. I was very surprised because, other than chocolate chips or nuts, he doesn’t like things in his ice cream. He got a turtle Blizzard. Caramel, chocolate, nuts, all sorts of stuff in that one. On Sunday, he suggested getting Kentucky Fried Chicken, and oh by the way, we pass DQ so we can get another Blizzard on the way home. Well, we watched our Giants win yet another game and it was late by the time it was over. (We record the games and watch them later. And he got 123 swats from points and one sack.) I told him we could go yesterday.

At about 2 pm, we headed out to get KFC and DQ. We got our bucket o’chicken with sides and headed toward home. We both had Blizzards although mine had Oreos and fudge. Lion said his wasn’t as good as the one he had a few days earlier. I can sympathize. I had a mushroom burger at Red Robin once that was so good, but I haven’t been able to duplicate that experience again. It just doesn’t taste as good. I don’t know if he’s out of love with Blizzards now or not. Anyway, by the time dinnertime rolled around, neither of us was really hungry. We put the chicken away for tonight and had soup instead.

For some reason, maybe it was the sugar high of the ice cream, we were both really tired. I snuggled over to see if he wanted any nookie, but he dozed off. That doesn’t necessarily mean there won’t be any action later, but we were still too tired to do anything. I hope we don’t have the same problem today. That weenie needs some loving. I haven’t done any BDSM to him lately. I have the Box O’Fun all ready to go. I used lube on him the other night to give him an orgasm. Maybe he should have his balls tied up tonight.