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Is the penis pump working, or was Lion just really horny? I’m not sure, but he had a very nice, super hard weenie last night. Actually, I thought we lost it at one point. I was just about to suggest oral when he got it back. I was sitting beside him, after I’d gotten him started by snuggling and letting my hand wander. I’ve taken some of his suggestions to heart. I know I lapse into a sort of autopilot when I jerk him off. I can go too fast.

I’m always worried he’ll sneak a peek at me while I’m yanking on him, and he’ll see me staring off into space and think I’m not interested in what I’m doing. What’s actually happening is that I’m concentrating on keeping a steady, not-too-fast rhythm and listening to his noises. He makes a purr noise when it feels good. Not all the time, so I start to wonder if I’m missing “the spot”. Of course, he’s also said it doesn’t feel good when I continuously hit that spot. I must have been doing something right, because he was making his noise a lot.

He was getting close to the edge. It had been eleven days since his last orgasm. But we (I) haven’t been very successful with sex lately. Should I give him an orgasm based on time? Or should I wait because we haven’t done much to this point? He was obviously horny. Obviously, that’s a good thing and doesn’t necessarily mean he’ll have an orgasm. I stopped when he was close. He groaned. He was hoping for more, obviously. I may have gotten him closer to the edge than ever.

In the end, I wanted him to have an orgasm, so I started jerking him off again. He was up and over the edge in no time. Clearly, he’d been close when I stopped. He stayed hard afterwards. Sometimes he goes limp immediately. And I got some cream filling as a reward. Yum!

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Lion wanted to put off his spanking for a while last night so he could digest his food more. Then he asked me to delay it until this morning. Of course, I forgot this morning. Now it’s no longer morning and I’ll just let it go. It’s not like he got away with anything. It wasn’t a real punishment. It was our new normal of spanking him every punishment day. Well, almost every punishment day. Don’t worry. Tomorrow is punishment day and then we’ll play the football game on Sunday. I don’t think his buns will forget about being swatted. Speaking of our football game, it will be five swats per point and five swats per sack. If he really wants to make me do the math, it will be ten swats per point to start, with ten added per point for every score after that. He might be bleeding by halftime.

When I thought he might be done digesting dinner, I moved over to snuggle. It wasn’t our regular sex night, but he hasn’t felt well for a few days. I decided to test the waters. He seemed a little interested, but he says he can’t be aroused by my hand under the covers anymore. He needs me to sit up. Since I was just messing around, I didn’t sit up. This morning, he said he got turned on last night and asked if I could tell. He said I just stopped. Bummer. I reminded him that I don’t always have to get him to the edge. In fact, some nights, even when I am sitting up, I only get him hard and then leave him hanging. In the words of one of our favorite sitcoms, “I just pumped up the tires. I didn’t ride the bike.”

Tonight, maybe I’ll take the weenie out for a spin. He deserves more attention, especially now that the buns are getting more.

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I set up the massage table yesterday. First, I asked Lion if he wanted me to set it up. He told me it wasn’t up to him. True, but if I’d just started things the way I wanted to start them, he might not be as excited. I invited him to join me in his office.

He doesn’t like when I go right for his balls to tie them up. I guess it doesn’t matter as much with his balls. It’s clothespins and painful things that require a little warmup. He loves having his balls tied. Unfortunately, one of them didn’t want to cooperate. I spent a little time getting him hard before I snuck up on his balls again. This time, I got them both.

I don’t know exactly when we started. I guess it was a little after 5. By 5:30, he wasn’t as hard as I’d like, and he was nowhere near the edge. How long should I give him? I never want him to think I’m giving up on him. Sometimes he’ll tell me he isn’t going to get any further. Last night, I called it after about a half hour. He apologized for not getting more excited. I gave him a little suck and he said he liked that. He really liked it. I told him it was something to look forward to for next time. He groaned. Poor Lion. I sucked him a few more times and then stopped.

Lion seems to think I can give him a blow job if he’s at the end of the table and I’m on a chair. I don’t see that as a comfortable or sustainable position. My back hurts a little bit standing beside him jerking him off. I was trying to figure out if the table was too high or too low. I don’t know if sitting will work. I’ll have to drag the chair out. Anyway, I like having him lie across the bed when I give him a blow job. It’s more comfortable for me. I assume it’s more comfortable for him too. If we’d stayed in the bedroom last night, he probably would have gotten at least the beginnings of a blow job.

It’s too soon for another orgasm, even tonight. The poor boy will just have to suffer through more sucking and jerking.

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Lion must be officially retired. The next step will be to move to Florida or Arizona. And then we’ll start eating dinner at 4:30. Bedtime will be 9 pm. We’ll play bingo and shuffleboard. If shuffleboard is too physical, I guess we can play dominos and canasta. He used to play bridge. I guess I can learn. We both already reminisce about the good old days and when gas cost twenty-five cents a gallon. You whippersnapper. Get off my lawn!

I’m teasing him because he needs sex earlier now. He was very happy when I told him I had the box o’fun ready. He was even happier when I said we weren’t using the box o’fun because I’d already decided to use lube during his handjob. He suggested setting up the massage table. He cautioned me against saying anything non-sexual that would detract from the fun. I’m not sure if asking if the overhead light was bothering him counted as non-sexual. I thought maybe the floor lamp would be better mood lighting and not right in his eyes.

Who knew I was rubbing his balls too hard? Or that he needed my hand to move slowly up and down at first, but it didn’t really matter how fast or slow it went later on? Apparently, Lion did. However, I distinctly remember him saying I was going too fast toward the end a whole bunch of times. I’ve paid attention to the speed since then, but I haven’t figured out how to regulate it. I catch him sneaking peeks at me when I’m focusing on something so I can try to count between strokes. I always wonder if he thinks I’m bored. I’m not. I’m thinking about what I’m doing and wondering if I need to go slower or faster, grasp harder or lighter, etc. I’m also listening to the noises he’s making. Is he purring? Is his breathing getting faster?

I don’t know if I surprised him or not when I gave him an orgasm. He spurted out a little cream filling. I told him it wasn’t fair. I can’t enjoy it if it’s mixed with lube. I guess that means he needs another orgasm soon. Poor Lion.