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I’m sure you’re tired of hearing about Lion’s culinary skills by now. You’re not here to learn about cooking. But it’s part of who he is so we’ve included some posts about it. I think the best part of his new toy is that it gives him something to sink his teeth into – both literally and figuratively. It gets his mind off of not working. However, while he’s distracted by cooking, he is less interested in sex.

Last night was play night. He wasn’t much in the mood. His mind was elsewhere. We had just eaten some very yummy ribs and he was awaiting the time to start his brisket. Mr. Weenie just would not cooperate when I tried to get him hard. Oh well. I’d rather have him be less than interested in sex because he’s lusting after a giant piece of meat (beef that is) than because he’s depressed about being out of work. At least he’s happy with the food. And, worst case, I can slather myself with barbecue sauce to turn him on.

Lion has been wild since last night. He had a sore spot and I thought it was the perfect time to clean the cage in jewelry cleaner. The security screw we use instead of a lock,  has been getting stuck on the way out the past couple times. I knew there was gunk in the threads so I tossed it in the solution. A little soak and some scrubbing and it looks good as new. Lion does clean the cage from time to time, but for some reason the threads are just stubborn. I don’t really know why it would get stuck on the way out. It wasn’t a torquing issue. I tried wiggling it. I had to put it back in a little way before it would come all the way out. We’ll see if the cleaning helped. Lion says the sore spot is all better so later today he will be locked up again.

A few weeks ago I punished Lion for spilling water all over the kitchen counter. I thought it happened when he filled the coffee maker. He’s been doing much better since then. However, Friday there was another flood. The problem is that after he filled the coffee maker, the counter was dry. Then, hours later, there was water all over the counter again. He protested that he shouldn’t be punished. I had seen the dry counter. It wasn’t his fault. Gremlins were out to get him. (Okay, I added the gremlins part, but he was clearly trying to get out of a punishment.) And I have to agree. I did see the dry counter. And even after we cleaned it up, a little while later there was more water. We’ll have to investigate further. He won’t be punished for the mess. And then yesterday, while eating lunch, he dropped food on the table. Oops! He will be punished for that. When I mentioned his coupon good for eliminating one punishment from his list he said he might use it. I told him I’d just have to find something else to punish him for. Poor boy. Sometimes he just can’t win.

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As you’ve read, Lion has a new obsession. It shouldn’t surprise me. He’s usually like a kid in a candy store when he gets a new toy. He has to learn everything about it and talks about it constantly. I knew he’d love his grilling class. That’s why I practically pushed him out the door last weekend. I also know that a long time ago when he was out of work he binge-watched Food Network and taught himself to cook better. When he came home all excited about ribs and brisket I knew we had to buy some.

Lion left the decision up to me whether we could afford so much meat. The truth is I would have sold my truck to be able to buy him whatever he needed to cook his heart out. I’m happy to see him happy. And he smells yummy when he’s been outside with the smoker for a while. Applewood Smoked Lion should be a cologne. Luckily, we had a few gift cards that paid for the ribs and, if you consider how many meals the brisket is sure to provide, it wasn’t expensive at all. At some point in the future I wouldn’t be at all surprised to come home to find a side of beef hanging in the garage with Lion happily carving it into all the cuts that are perfect for smoking.

The other night when I gave him his orgasm, it was not his scheduled night. I didn’t care. I wanted to give him one. And, as Lion said, using the lube, I couldn’t taste it afterwards and I couldn’t feed it to him. This was purely an I-want-Lion-to-feel-good orgasm. And, yes, I did consider riding him, but I love to watch him while I play with him. Sometimes he looks like he’s concentrating so hard. Sometimes he sneaks a peek. Sometimes he looks like he’s very content. All without any sounds. Those don’t come until the very end, when his legs tense, his toes splay out, and he’s over the edge. Yes, I love watching him.

Last night he thanked me again for his orgasm. He said he feels happy. I told him it was just a bad batch of semen. Once I purged it from his system he was back to his old self again.