Lion wondered if I should have control of his boners again as a way to get us out of the slump we’ve been in. On one hand, I can see where he’s coming from. I used to decide when to try to edge him. On the other hand, trying had fewer consequences. I’d try, and he’d either be able or not. No harm, no foul. Now, I think it really depends on his willingness/need to have sex. If I tell him to inject boner juice when he really doesn’t feel like it, we’ve wasted money. Granted, for the past week or so, with him in control of when to inject, we haven’t had any luck getting him to orgasm, so one could argue we’ve been wasting money anyway. However, I think we’ll get there, and I don’t think the key is my being in control of his erections.

What I think needs to happen is more spanking. Lion has said this. I agree. The next step is to get me to do it. I’ve been feeling pretty stressed out about getting things done around here. I keep thinking, “If I could just get X done, it’s easy from there.” The problem is that it’s not easy once X is done. There’s just another X behind it. And a whole row of Xs behind that one. Somehow, I need to figure out how to feel some sort of accomplishment when I finish X and move on to the next one. No, spanking Lion will not give me that sense of accomplishment.

Today, I was going to get my prescriptions and a few bags of topsoil from Home Depot to fill in the holes I created by moving the landlord’s lawnmower killing rocks. I also need to change the bed or poor Lion will scratch himself to death with allergies. It’s difficult to do both of those things with the time constraint of being after work and when Lion likes to eat dinner. There’s less of an urgency for the prescriptions and dirt, so I’ll do the dirt tomorrow. Lion will be happy for the clean sheets. He may not be so happy if I decide I have enough energy to spank him.

Well, you know Lion. He’ll be happy for a spanking before and after, just not during.

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.

lion's trimix-created erection

Leave it to a pervert like me to think of a way to turn Trimix into a pervertable. To catch you up, a few months ago, I lost the ability to get hard. There’s no obvious organic reason; it just happened. I wasn’t ready to give up. I visited a urologist who specializes in sexual dysfunction. She prescribed Trimix injections. This hormone/stimulant brew creates erections when injected into the penis. Over the last couple of months, I’ve been experimenting with different doses. I just got a new, stronger mix that is doing the trick. An injection produces a reasonable erection that lasts about two hours.

That got me thinking. A two-hour erection that I can’t control. The drug makes me hard. It doesn’t get me aroused. Are you starting to see where my thinking was going? An involuntary erection. No arousal. Sounds like an interesting start to some very cool activities. This is especially true with someone like me who has been kept from having an erection except when wanted by my wife. Now, I can be made to get hard whenever she wants, whether or not I want sex.

I’m not the first person to think of this. About ten years ago, I talked with two women who specialized in CBT. They purchased an erection-producing drug on the Internet and injected it into the guys they played with. At least that’s what they told me. At the time, I didn’t know about the complexities of dosing these drugs. If, in fact, they actually did what they said, I have no idea how they managed to safely inject enough of the stuff to get the erections they wanted. They did know a lot about how the drugs work, so maybe they went ahead and took a chance with the drug.

Anyway, they said that it was more fun with their victim, nice and hard. They accurately reported that when the man wasn’t aroused, his involuntary erection was about eighty percent. That tallies with my experience. If they knew the man well, among other things, they would use him as a dildo to get themselves off. Whether or not he was aroused had nothing to do with the activities.

In a non-consensual context, this would be rape. Obviously, in this case, it was completely consensual. But it does give pause. Based on my very limited experience, sexual activity without arousal can be uncomfortable, and play serious head games with the man. Our ability to have sex depends on an erection. Erections are created when we are turned on. Now, thanks to a little injection in the penis, an eerection appears without the need for any cooperation on our part.

So far, Mrs. Lion has avoided any CBT with my chemically-induced erections. We’re still in the early stages of finalizing the proper dose. Once we have, and she knows how long my boner will last, she can make use of it any way she wants. If she gets me off early in the process, she will still have an erection to play with sans my interest in orgasm. The possibilities are very interesting.

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?