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The boner juice may be good for getting it up, but it’s been quite a letdown. Lion got a very nice erection on Monday. I had fun sucking him. It seems like he’s getting to the edge. I swear I taste pre-cum. And then he says he doesn’t think it will happen. Damn. I thought I had him.

He wonders if the problem is the cock ring. We assume he needs one since he tends to lose his erection when he lies on the bed. As soon as he stands up, the erection comes back. Maybe he doesn’t need such a clunky one. He’s tried other ones without much luck. Obviously, we don’t have an answer. All we have is speculation.

I asked if he’s found other reports of erections without being able to orgasm. He doesn’t know how to search for that. I guess it was never listed as any sort of side effect or he would have found it. We go back to the urologist August 1. Maybe she’ll have some insight.

For now, we’ll keep trying. I don’t know how much more boner juice he has left. Hopefully it’s enough for a few more tries before the appointment. I know it’s disheartening, but I’m not giving up as long as Lion wants to try.

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Nobody told me that I would have a problem with orgasms. I gradually lost the ability to get an erection without help. For a long time, Viagra or Cialis did a good job. Then, they didn’t. I felt horrible disappointing Mrs. Lion when she worked hard to get me aroused. I did my homework and went to see a specialist in erectile dysfunction. She prescribed Trimix injections. A nurse showed me how to inject the drug into my penis. Yeah, that was a little scary.

I had to go through the rather long process of increasing doses of Trimix until I achieved a solid erection. The first version of the drug didn’t work very well, I tried Quadmix, which added a fourth drug to the blend. It worked, but the erections were painful. Next, I got a new, stronger version of Trimix. That works well. Great, right? Nope, not so far.

I went through a brief process of increasing doses to find the best erection. I did. The problem was that I didn’t have an orgasm no matter what Mrs. Lion tried. I would get excited, and it felt like I was on the way. Then, the arousal would just go away. Ready to ejaculate one second, disinterested the next. It was like a switch turned off.

We’ve been talking about what we can do. I suggested that I back off the dosage and go to one that doesn’t make me quite as hard but hard enough to get the action going. Mrs. Lion agreed. That was last week. I’m not very happy about trying again. I don’t like how it feels when that switch turns off.

At the time of this writing (Monday, July 17, 2023), it’s been 59 days since my last orgasm. This is the longest dry spell since I began masturbating when I was eleven. I’m wondering if I’ve had my last orgasm. That is a very scary thought. If sex is over for me, does that mean I should stop writing about it? Maybe I need to start a new blog about bird watching or stamp collecting. That doesn’t appeal to me.

I just don’t know. Is this man-o-pause? Is there such a thing? What do I do to live with it? Mrs. Lion isn’t interested in sex, so if anything, she should be relieved. I don’t know how to handle this if it turns out that I’ve had my last orgasm. Nothing has prepared me for this eventuality. Mrs. Lion wants to try again. Maybe tonight I’ll do another injection and we can see where things lead. If nothing else, it feels very good to be hard.

[Mrs. Lion — I really hope it wasn’t his last orgasm. I know how important sex is to him. Just because I don’t want any doesn’t mean I don’t want him to have it. We’ll try tonight and if that doesn’t work, we’ll try again another night. I’m not giving up. (And if it does work tonight, we’ll certainly try again. After we celebrate.)]

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Three days ago, we got two flats of raspberries and made some jam. A lot of jam. That’s good because it will last us a long time, but it was a lot of work. I wasn’t really prepared, even though I was the one who suggested getting the raspberries. I should have looked for the canning jars first rather than scrambling around just before we started the whole endeavor. Anyway, we survived. I said I didn’t want to hear anything about canning for three or four months, till we do blueberry jam. Lion reminded me that blueberries are ready in August, which is only a month away. Ugh.

Yesterday, I started to put up a shade sail on the back deck. It did not go as planned. Lion suggested some changes. Today, I am implementing those changes. I’m inside to get some tools and a drink, and then back to work. When I’m done, I hope the deck is more usable.

We’re having brats again tonight. We don’t normally do anything special for the 4th of July. We watch the fireworks from New York City. The Seattle show pales in comparison. New York’s show sets off a huge amount of fireworks. It feels like Seattle sets off less than 100. I guess if you’ve never seen a huge show, Seattle’s looks spectacular.

Lion has been trying to have his own fireworks spectacular without much luck. The boner juice seems to be doing its job, but he can’t have an orgasm. One time he said I was being too rough sucking him. The next time I tried not to suck as hard. He still couldn’t come. This last time, I barely sucked. I figured the motion would do the trick. All three times, I swear I tasted pre-cum. I thought I had him. He thought so too, but it just stopped. At this point, I don’t even care about the cream filling so much. I just want Lion to have an orgasm.

Wouldn’t it be terrible if the boner juice finally got him hard only to impede his orgasm? That wouldn’t be fair at all.

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On Wednesday night, I tried .40 ml of the super-strength Trimix. At first, I was a little discouraged. I got about 60 percent of a full boner after ten minutes. Mrs. Lion judged it usable, and I put on a constricting ring before getting on the bed for oral sex. Once she started, I could feel myself getting harder. Whoopee! Mrs. Lion worked hard for quite a while. I just couldn’t get near an orgasm. I told her, and she stopped.

When she finished, I removed the constricting ring. Normally, my erection would subside until I stood up again. This time, I stayed hard. Oh boy! When I stood, I got even harder. This was the result I was looking for. After about an hour, my erection got bendable while I was in bed. Standing brought it back. This is an excellent result. There’s no risk that I will have a solid erection for more than two hours. Mrs. Lion thinks that we have the right dose. I’m thinking that I should probably go up another .05 ml and see what happens.

She’s happy with the current result. Now she feels comfortable doing fun things before the main event. I agree that is what I need. Maybe a little more Trimix will push me to an 80 percent erection. That’s what I have read is the best I can expect. I think that the final twenty percent will happen naturally during our activities. This is just fine-tuning. What we have now is very good.

There’s one thing about these chemically-induced boners that I find a little odd.These Trimix injection induced erections have nothing to do with being sexually aroused. For example, on Wednesday night after the oral sex, I was still hard. The erection lasted another hour. I wasn’t interested in sex, but there it was as plain as day. No arousal, just an erection. That’s new.

It made me think about something some guys end up doing at play parties. Apparently, some dominant women find it arousing to lead a naked man around with a leash. No, the leash is not attached to his genitals. Women don’t generally find that idea too interesting. They wear collars around their necks. Can you imagine what it would be like to have a chemically-induced erection that you can’t lose? It would be incredibly humiliating to be led around a crowded party sporting an erection. I’m sure that some of the women would take advantage of the arousal and pet the poor man while they talk to his mistress.

In fact, the first time I heard about penis injections was from a woman who loved to do CBT. She injected her bottom with one of the erection-producing drugs before starting play. The bottom stayed hard regardless of what was done to him. That idea was a big turn-on for me when I chatted with her. An involuntary boner is amazingly humiliating in any public venue. Remember when you were a teenager and boners showed up at highly inappropriate times. Now multiply that embarrassment by a thousand when you’re led around a crowded party, your hard penis out for all to see.

That’s not what it’s like around the house when I have my Trimix boner, and I’m trying to do ordinary non-sexual activities. It’s just odd. I’m pretty sure that I would be aroused in the public setting. Humiliation is a turn-on, at least asa fantasy. Anyway, We’ll see what happens when I get my next injection. It should be fun. Right, Mrs. Lion?