When Lion read my post yesterday, he asked if he would be tied face up and down. I was planning to spank him so only face down. He said, “Oh. Too bad.” I responded, “I think you mean, ‘Thank you.'” Was he being greedy? I was actually following through with tying him up. Shouldn’t he take what he could get? Of course, he would take whatever he could get. He had no other choice. I’m sure he was just excited. It’s been ages since he was tied down. I got the restraints quite a while ago and haven’t done anything with them. From his point of view they’ve probably been quietly mocking him from across the room.

Since it was the first time we’d used these restraints, there were bound to be issues that need to be worked out. For example, the cuffs I got aren’t actually for bondage. They’re for some sort of exercise equipment. They don’t fit very well. I guess I need to get some that are meant to be used as restraints. Live and learn. And I can probably cut a lot off the straps to make them easier to use. I hesitated to do that because once I cut it, it’s done. If I wanted to attach him to something else that required longer straps, shorter won’t work. But what are the odds I’ll want to do that? Besides, I can cut some off and still have plenty to work with.

In the past, I’ve knelt beside him, slightly toward his head, while I spank him. This time, I was sitting beside his legs. The angle was different. I assume I have more power from the other position. There’s more room to build up steam for the swat. I don’t think I did too bad last night. I didn’t hit him too hard. That’ was by design. My goal was to give him a pink tush with some “ouches” along the way. I wanted to make sure he felt it without going too far. I think I accomplished it.

After I untied him and he got settled again, I played with my weenie. I used my hand for a while and then asked him the silly question of whether he wanted me to suck him or not. Of course, he did. He was semi-hard to start off. He never got super hard but I thought he’d get to the edge. He might have been heading that way but he never quite made it. No problem. I kept going until he let out a big sigh. I asked if he was done. He was clearly disappointed, but said he was.

Tonight he’s in for more swats. This time they will be of the punishment variety. I doubt he’ll have as much fun, although he’ll probably have edging fun afterwards.

I had a fun Saturday night. Maybe Mrs. Lion did too. She began by using her hand on my penis. It felt very good. She did this for a little while. I stayed hard and was very interested. Oh yeah! Then she said, “I miss sucking you.”

Being a generous guy, I said, “You can do that anytime you want.”

“We’re doing the handjob experiment.”

“I’m fine with you doing something else.” See, I told you I’m generous.

Mrs. Lion got up and moved to the other side of the bed. I didn’t need an engraved invitation to turn around so that my body was across the bed. Then, she began sucking my cock.

It felt very good. Lately, I can’t tell if my excitement will peak or if it will stay at a pleasant plateau. After a while, I felt myself winding up for the pitch. Oh yeah, the volcano was getting ready to erupt. Mrs. Lion knew too. Just when I felt ready to explode, Mrs. Lion stopped. She waited a few seconds and sucked some more. She got me to the edge several times.  Then, she said, “Are you broken?”

“No, I don’t think so.”

I stayed hard but didn’t feel an eruption brewing. I guess she broke me. I told her that I wasn’t going to get anywhere. She stopped. It was the most fun I had in ages. I want to say that I am back and that it will be easy to edge me going forward. Experience has taught me that I am unpredictable. If she tries again tonight (Sunday), I may be “stuck” again. On the other hand, maybe I won’t. It’s a crapshoot.

We talked a little bit yesterday about what I wanted Lion to do rather than just lay there. The problem is, I don’t know. He said he’s sort of stuck in position by the bed. Our Sleep Number bed isn’t as bad as sinking into a memory foam mattress, which left us feeling like turtles stuck on our backs, but it tends to keep you in place. I’m not even sure I was thinking about him moving anywhere. I think it was more of an attention thing. With the TV on (not muted, not paused), I guess I felt like he was distracted. That’s one reason I hate spending so much time in bed. We’re just always there. I feel like I’m competing for TV time and whatever else is going on. I also wonder if Lion would be snoozing so much if we watched TV in the living room.

Regardless of that, I moved over to snuggle and started playing with my weenie. He was responding, but he wasn’t getting quite as hard as I would have liked. When I sat up to play with him, I really didn’t want to use my hand. We’ve been experimenting to see if I can still edge him with my hand. In the back of my mind, I thought it was the best of both worlds. If I can give him an orgasm by hand, I have the option of keeping it for myself or making Lion eat it. He hates it, so obviously, it’s something I do from time to time. However, I miss sucking him. I shared that with Lion, and he graciously suggested I should do it. What a guy! I mean, what a nightmare having a woman suck your cock.

I managed to edge him at least three times. He was very close for two of them. Then he sort of lost it. I think it still felt good, but he wasn’t as hard. Unwilling to give up on him, I kept going. I thought maybe I could revive him. He doesn’t always stop. Sometimes I’ve just let him come down too much, and more sucking gets him hard again. Not this time. I asked if he was broken. He said he wasn’t, but we weren’t getting anywhere. Then my arm started to fall asleep. You know, once that happens, it’s very hard to get that tingling to stop. But I had to.

I don’t know how long it has been since I edged Lion. I don’t even know how long it’s been since I sucked him. I think I’ll continue to prime the pump with my hand and follow up with my mouth. It seems to work best for both of us.

[Lion — I’m sure I will regret this comment. If Mrs. Lion wants to feed me semen and she is using her mouth, she can kiss it to me after I have come.]

By the time the wax was ready yesterday, I was not. We’d both spent a few hours snoozing off and on. I was groggy and didn’t much feel like waxing. However, the wax is on now, and I’m ready to roll when it’s melted. In the meantime, I have a dog to groom and laundry to wash. It’s a busy day.

Last night I think I surprised Lion when I moved over to play. It was a little late, but, as I said, we’d snoozed, so we were awake. He’d reported the Lion weather was summery, so I needed to take advantage of it. And I’m happy to say I was able to. For a bit, at least.

I started off with my hand, and I might have gone longer, but I seemed to hit a plateau. I don’t think he gets as excited with my hand as he used to. What if he reaches a point where he doesn’t get as excited by my mouth? I’ll be in trouble then. Maybe that will signal the end of his wanting sex. I get we’ll both be in trouble if that’s true. I don’t see that happening any time soon, so we’re good.

We were going along fine. He was making his way up the mountain, and I was helping him. At some point, it seemed like he was losing it. I was about to stop, but I must have changed something because he responded again. That happened a few times. I was sure I was going to get him to the edge. And then my hand started getting numb. I must have moved just enough to restrict blood flow. I tried to move again, but it was no use. It was getting worse.

Lion was fine when I had to stop. He said I wasn’t going to let him go all the way anyway. It’s true, but I wanted to get him to the edge at least once. For the record, I thought about going all the way, but that would have messed up my waxing plans of jerking him off (probably not all the way) when he’s slathered with oil. Oil is a very nice lubricant. Messy, but nice. Lion is not usually into lubes, but I guess since he’s already greased up, he likes to take advantage of it.