While it’s usually Lion looking forward to an orgasm, I find myself looking forward to one, his, of course. I edged him once last night and I was going for another but he petered out. Damn! I need to get him horny enough for an orgasm.

No, he hasn’t had a long wait. It’s only been fourteen days. It isn’t even a long wait over the past few months. However, I was going to try for three orgasms this month, for no other reason than because I wanted to. Lion’s average last year seemed a bit lacking so I was going to up my game. I can’t do that if Lion isn’t cooperating.

In his defense, his shoulder has been hurting and we went to Costco yesterday so his legs were sore. Since he doesn’t leave the house very often, he’s not so used to walking. I was thinking of that last night and I realized that he never understood why walking through Costco would make me so achy and tired I couldn’t play with him. I guess that’s the problem with not understanding other people’s health conditions. Some people will tell depressed people to snap out of it as if they can really control their depression that easily. Hey, snap out of your breast cancer! Nope. That doesn’t work either.

All I can do is keep playing with Lion and hope that eventually he’ll be horny enough for an orgasm. Maybe that’ not entirely true. He may very well be horny enough for an orgasm already. It’s his body that may not be playing along. After all, the other night he was horny but his shoulder was hurting. We’ve got to get the planets aligned for an orgasm. Maybe he needs a nice play spanking to get the juices flowing.

I’ll keep working on him. We’ll get there.

Lion thinks you may have taken me seriously in my post yesterday. I think you understood that I was just teasing him because he always says “poor Lion”. I know he feels bad that he doesn’t contribute as much as he used to in terms of household chores. I wasn’t even thinking about how much money he is or isn’t bringing in. I never equate a person’s worth as a person with their financial wealth. I’ve known quite a few people who had a lot of money in the back and I still wouldn’t want to be around. And I know writing is hard work. That’s why I used quotes. The funny thing is when I was in high school and my first stint in college, I wanted to be a writer. I never thought I’d write the Great American Novel, but I thought I might make a living at it. Lion is a thousand times better at writing than I am.

This morning Lion discovered that my truck registration was expired. Oops. I just drove it on Sunday. We never got the renewal notice and, let’s be honest, who was thinking about truck registration when we’re trying not to die during a pandemic. I remember being with my parents a long time ago when my father got pulled over for speeding. His registration was expired. I guess my mother looked sufficiently surprised because the cop only gave my father a warning for both speeding and expired registration. If I’d gotten pulled over, I probably would have had the same surprised look on my face. Luckily, our local motor vehicle department is open so I renewed it right away.

We didn’t do any anal play last night. I pulled out my trusty rope and tied Lion’s balls up. I stretched and separated them and had bouncing balls while I jerked him off. Eventually, I had him move into the sucking position. With his balls tied, I could tug on him when he tried to roll his hips away from me. I don’t think he intentionally tries to get away from me. It’s a reflex. Anyway, when he started to move, I tugged a little and corrected the issue. I got him to the edge once and was trying for a second when he lost his erection. Maybe I tied him too tight. Maybe he didn’t like being tugged. Maybe it was 41 degrees outside with the wind from the west. The point is, there isn’t always a reason for his losing an erection. And he doesn’t always even have to have an erection to have fun. There have been a lot of times he said he wasn’t going to get anywhere but sucking him felt really good. I consider that a win.

I think today is day twelve of Lion’s wait. So far he hasn’t been incredibly horny or frustrated. Sometimes I’ve used that as a gauge for when to give him an orgasm. Other times I give him an orgasm as sort of a reset button. Clear out the pipes and start over again. I don’t know what I’ll do this time. I tend to do it on a whim. Lion doesn’t usually argue with my system, or lack thereof. He’s just happy to have attention.

One of the most frequently asked questions about male chastity is whether the penis can shrink from being locked in a chastity device? The simple answer is that it probably won’t. That doesn’t mean your penis stays as proud and tall as it did when you were twenty. It won’t.

Time is the enemy. As we age, our bodies change. One unfortunate change is that erections lose stiffness. Penis shrinkage isn’t so much a change in the physical structure of your cock. It’s less blood flow filling the spongy tissue that makes a penis stand tall.

There are other factors. Smoking and obesity also strongly impact erections. Both change the hormone balance that controls getting stiffies. I’ve read that being fat reduces testosterone levels, making the penis lose some stiffness.

Even if you hit the gym and live a clean, tobacco-free life, you will still lose stiffness with age. None of these factors include wearing a male chastity device. As far as I can tell, there have been no studies on the effects of long-term wear of erection-suppressing hardware. Lots of bloggers have theories that boil down to “use it or lose it.” There is absolutely no hard evidence that is true.

Common sense dictates that periodic erections do let the ol’ weenie stretch. It can’t hurt to let it grow hard every so often. Bear in mind, no evidence staying caged will damage your ability to get it up when needed.

Mrs. Lion has made it a habit of unlocking me every other day for exercise. She teases me to the edge a few times and then locks me back up. She does this to keep me horny. It also gives the weenie a chance to stretch.

I’ve noticed a loss of stiffness over the years. When Mrs. Lion gets me very aroused, the stiffness increases (along with the length). Boner pills, like generic Cialis or Viagra, help a lot. GoodRx.com has coupons for these drugs that make them very affordable. You need a prescription, so consult your doctor. Stay away from the so-called “natural” boner pills. They are untested and potentially dangerous.

I take 20mg generic Cialis and get absolutely great results. I may have lost a little stiffness and length, but the fun remains the same.

We started out last night with snuggling. I asked Lion if he wanted to do anything and he said he could go either way, but snuggling would be nice. I started out on top of the blankets because I was warm. He was under the blankets because he was cold. That’s not exactly conducive to snuggling. After a while I decided the compromise was for me to pull back the blankets on my side and snuggle under his side. Eventually I enticed him out with promise of oral fun.

For whatever reason, Lion has gone back to his old ways of not being very excited (at least from my point of view). If you recall, he was very horny and excitable before his recent orgasm. We thought something had snapped him out of his long lead up to becoming horny. I guess last time was just a fluke.

It’s not that he’s not horny. His mind may say he’s horny. His body may say he’s horny, but somehow the message doesn’t get to my weenie. He’s slow to respond. I don’t need him to respond quicker. I’m certainly not timing him. I just wonder what happened last time. The only issue I have with his taking longer is that my shoulders hurt last night and I had to stop. Clearly that’s my problem and not his. Well, it’s his in that he didn’t get to the edge and he was having fun. I think, in addition to snuggling, we might need to use the rope or some clothespins. These “marital aids” might get him more excited right off the bat. [Lion comments — A paddle works too :)]

When he was super horny last time, I was wondering if jumping right into oral attention would cause a problem. I didn’t want him to think I was rushing him as he’s thought when I jumped right into playing with him other times. I guess there was no reason to worry then. Now I think we do need a bigger buildup. His mind might be willing but we need to take our time so his body gets caught up. I just don’t want to be accused of rushing him if I start out by tying up his balls. We’ll get there when we get there. I have no time limit. My only goal is to get him to the edge and as frustrated as possible before my shoulders give out. I’ll take some preemptive Tylenol to help the fight.