Lion after I wax his body. The only hair left is on his head and arms. Maybe I’ll wax his arms too.

In this morning’s email was, in part, the following message: “The lion weather is hot.” Mmmmm…horny Lion. I had a feeling. We haven’t done much for the past few days. We’ve both been tired, and one of us was not feeling our best on any given day. Last night Lion asked when we might have some sex. Yup. I had a feeling the lion weather was toasty.

The good news is that I have the next four days off. The even better news is that I’ll be working from home from now on, so we’ll be together all of the time. I’ve already promised Lion that he’ll be getting waxed this weekend. Depending on how much, or little, I wax, I can do both the moon side and the sunny side in one day. However, I decided it was time for Lion to be bare. I probably shouldn’t have waited for the colder part of the year to do it, but what can you do. I know Lion likes to be hairless except for his head and arms. That’s a lot of work. I think his legs look funny with no hair, so I tend to leave them furry, but I guess he can think of it as an early Christmas present. I plan on doing one side per day. Which days? I don’t know yet. I think we can eliminate tomorrow since we’ll be cooking and getting things ready for our yummy turkey dinner. The other three days are fair game.

My hard, hairless lion

Waxing has little to do with the lion weather. I do like to jerk him off when he’s all oiled up while I’m getting the wax bits off him. It gets him all hot and bothered, but I don’t edge him. There’s no real reason why I can’t. There’s no real reason I can’t give him an orgasm then. I’ll miss out on my lion cream filling, but I think I can survive without it just this once. Of course, I haven’t decided if he’ll have an orgasm then. I usually decide on the spur of the moment.

Since I know the lion weather is hot, I can have more fun deciding. Do I leave him hanging? Do I put him out of his misery? He’s only been waiting five days at this point. I don’t think there’s any misery yet. There will be. Maybe not misery, but certainly frustration. I don’t think he’ll have an orgasm until I have a chance to wax his sunny side. That’s when I’ll have him slathered in mineral oil to clean him up. It would be less fun for both of us if he weren’t horny then. I love a super hard, oily weenie.

I think Lion will enjoy his Thanksgiving weekend.

Technically we’re still under a flood warning through Tuesday. However, it’s not raining so far today. That may give me just enough time to get the small fridge I’ve been trying to get. One good thing about having a pickup is that you can pick up things. One bad thing about having that pickup in the northwest in fall/winter is that it rains (a lot) and picking up things without getting them wet is very difficult.

Picking up balls is somewhat of a specialty of mine–Lion’s balls, that is. I tied them up pretty well last night. It’s been a few days since I promised to do it and I was glad to see Lion was amicable. His tummy had bothered him earlier in the day, but he was ready, willing and able to get aroused by evening. I’m sure having his balls tied helped his erection along. I was able to edge him by hand. I haven’t done that in a long time. I usually run out of steam and my shoulders hurt so I have to switch to my mouth. Last night I played through the pain. It was just a matter of changing positions a few times.

It was nice to see Lion’s face while I was jerking him off. It’s been a long time since my hand has worked for edging him. I think he just likes my mouth better than my hand. I told him that if he can get another wonderful erection tonight, he might just have the Lion ride he’s been waiting for. His balls won’t be tied. That would be too much pressure on them. Of course, I won’t see Lion’s face when I ride him. We do reverse cowgirl because it’s more conducive to an orgasm for him. I see his feet. Obviously, they aren’t as cute as his face. However, they are pretty expressive. His toes start to curl when he’s close. If all goes well, he’ll have a toe-curling orgasm tonight.

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.