Oh well. The prickly jock strap did not keep Lion awake. Somehow, even with all those nasty teeth biting into him, he managed to snooze away. He was only in it for about an hour when he asked how long I was planning on keeping it on him. Since it wasn’t particularly bothering him I figured it could come off.

Now, in all fairness, he was lying down while he wore it. I suspect if he were sitting or walking around, the little metal teeth would have done more to make him uncomfortable. [Lion — I’m sure of that!] Next time, my pet. However, I think wearing it did make him a little hornier. He was rock hard when we played. Unfortunately, rock hard at the start and throughout most of the half hour or so did not translate into getting anywhere near the edge. He was bucking but I think that was more to help me than to get himself closer. He said maybe he just needs a blow job.

Maybe tonight I’ll bring out some lube to see if we can’t get something going. I also suspect he needs some bondage activity. That usually gets his motor running. Of course, there’s always a butt plug. That takes no effort on my part and seems to work wonders. I have many tricks in my bag to get Lion to the edge. I just haven’t been using them.

Last night Lion asked when his Christmas present would be arriving. Apparently he’s eager to have my weenie and balls encircled by leather with his hands bound to his sides. Personally, I think he’s turned on by the nipple clamps too but he’d never admit to that. In the meantime, I’ll keep searching for the cuffs and bed restraints. I do know where the spreader bar is so once I find one set of cuffs, I can make use of it.

Don’t worry, Lion. We’ll get you to the edge. Again and again.

All it took was a three foot length of rope to “cure” Lion. I rummaged through a box until I found it yesterday. I didn’t tell Lion. He didn’t need to know until I was ready to use it.

I don’t think I got his balls tied very tightly, but it was enough to make him very hard. And he stayed hard. It still took a long time to get him to the edge. I was concerned if I “just” edged him he would lose it again. I didn’t necessarily want to give him an orgasm, but traditionally, when he’s broken, I give him an orgasm to clear the pipes. Out with the old, in with the new.

Lion was quick to point out that it had been two weeks. True. I’d been more than willing to give him an orgasm. He was the only thing standing in the way. This time, however, if it’s a few weeks, it will be my doing. I’m going to get him to the edge if it kills me.

I’m fairly sure he won’t want any attention tonight but we’ll snuggle and see how it goes. I’ll play with my weenie and the boys to see if there’s any life left in them. At the very least, we’ll be close and my ministrations will feel good. I’m going to make a real effort to be closer to Lion even if we’re not playing on any given night. Unless one of us is feeling bad enough to not want any touch, we should at least be holding hands.

I might even break out a cage and lock him up. I found my safe so I can keep the key secure. You know how Lion likes to unlock himself.

Not.

I’m glad Lion isn’t broken. I really like a hard weenie.

As promised, we played last night. Lion said it wasn’t for very long. Considering our recent lack of anything sexual, I’d think something is better than nothing; don’t look a gift horse in the mouth; beggars can’t be choosers; etc. I don’t think he was really complaining. It just sort of rubbed me the wrong way.

I didn’t rub Lion the wrong way. I pulled out my handy-dandy rope and tied his balls up. Then I set about jerking him off. It didn’t take him long to get hard, but after a while it was clear we wouldn’t be getting to the edge. Obviously it felt good. He was hard. He was making all the right faces and bodily indications that things were on the right track. And then the engine ran out of steam.

There’s absolutely no reason for Lion to feel bad. I know he worries any time this happens. Is he broken? Will he ever be able to perform again? Nope. Not broken. Yes. He’ll be able to get past this. I’m not giving up. He shouldn’t either.

To me, this was the result of spending days in bed feeling like garbage. He keeps saying he’s feeling better and then he’s snoozing again. I think he’s not 100% yet. I think his mind is willing and his body is saying, “Let’s do this….um…..another time.” Completely understandable. It was, after all, our first attempt at anything in about a week.

We can try again tonight. No rush. Once I can manage not to cough so much, I’ll even complete the other part of my plans from last night, which was some oral fun for him. I didn’t think he’d have much fun being sucked between coughing fits. Not exactly sexy.

Lion thinks he needs some excitement in his life. He thinks maybe that’s why he hasn’t been horny lately. Last night I suggested waiting for the weekend when we have some extra time to devote to sex and play. Lion agrees.

This morning, in his email, he said he’s looking forward to the weekend. I figured it was a good time to start exciting him. I told him I’m thinking the weekend has a blindfold in store for him and then it doesn’t really matter because he won’t be able to see the rest coming. He loves being blindfolded. I just knew that would get his mind going.

I thought briefly about the Magic Wand last night. It might have worked but the blindfold, or the idea of the blindfold, seemed like a better way to go. Of course nothing says I can’t still use the Magic Wand while he’s blindfolded. I could even blindfold him while he’s in the sling. Then he’d be completely helpless.

We’ve only used a blindfold a few times. For the most part Lion keeps his eyes closed when we play. I sort of like when he sneaks a peek to see what I’m doing. But he likes not knowing what’s coming. It’s sort of bondage. I guess it’s the surrender he likes. OK. I can live with that. As long as I get to see him sneaking a peek most of the time.