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We survived the heatwave. It should be a chilly 97 today. There’s smoke from a nearby wildfire near work. It’s hazy and stinky outside. Good thing we don’t need to be outside.

I decided not to spank Lion last night. It was just too hot. I was sweating just watching TV. I started sweating as soon as I got out of the shower. However, Lion was making horny noises, so I tried to accommodate him. I think I sabotaged things by just sucking him instead of playing with him first. I was going to let him go all the way. When he couldn’t make it, I teased him that it was because he needed a spanking. He claims it was because it was so hot.

Yeah. Sure.

I promised him I’ll spank him tonight. He says there’s no rush. We both know he needs to take his punishment as close to the “crime” as possible, but it was just too hot to do it last night. I’m not really sure tonight will be much better, but we’ll see. The air conditioner and fan will still be going.

Tomorrow, Lion has a doctor’s appointment, and then we’re off to puppy world. I said he needs to distract the owner so I can corral all the puppies into the car and pupnap them. It’s so cute with them all running around together. I was thinking, if we ever got another dog, maybe we should get two, so they can keep each other company. The truth is, we’ll have our hands full with one. If this one is anything like Daisy, she’ll be into everything. I’m not sure we can puppy-proof the house. We have a week or so to figure it out.

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The other night, I took on the freezer to clear ice blocking the drain on the bottom. By the time I was done, my right shoulder had hurt, and I had a rather large bruise on my left palm. Plus, I’d been crawling around on the floor, so my legs and back were unhappy. After I took a shower, I didn’t want to do anything else. Yesterday, I took advantage of the last sunny day for a while and mowed the strip of grass that was left. It took about twenty minutes and added to my step count for the week. I was sweaty and needed a break. Just before I’d gone to mow the lawn, our new TV audio/video receiver arrived. For whatever reason, the old one decided to stop pushing sound out to all but the right front speaker, so we had to replace it. After about an hour’s rest, I tackled installing it. What fun!

Despite all of the chores and all the crawling around on the floor, I still found the energy to play with Lion last night. He was hard almost from the second I touched him. That was a big clue he was horny. The other was that he was out from under the blankets. I used my hand for a little bit and then asked if he’d like to be sucked. He’s only turned me down a handful of times when I’ve asked that. I knew he wouldn’t last night.

Even though he was hard, I still took my time. I didn’t want him to accuse me of rushing. Besides, I wanted to get him all hot and bothered. On one of my breaks from sucking him, I noticed his wait time was 13 days. I know. It’s not the longest wait on record. We were averaging a seven-day wait, I think. Then Lion started having some trouble maintaining erections and/or getting turned on. I think our average then went to something like fourteen days. Some men like to wait a long time. We’ve never really played it that way. When I took control over Lion’s orgasms, I never really thought about making him wait a long time. I saw it as my decision to allow him to come when I wanted him to come. Whatever day we’re on, if I want him to have an orgasm, he should have an orgasm. Three-day wait? Let’s do it. Seven-day wait? Yes, please. Four days? Bring it. It has little to do with when he wants one.

Of course, that’s not true. I can’t compel him to have an orgasm if he’s not cooperative. There are times he’d love to have an orgasm, and my weenie doesn’t cooperate. Sometimes I’ve been able to “take” an orgasm. By that, I mean he’s not necessarily horny, but I can be persistent and rub one out of him. Now I’ve modified my control of Lion’s orgasms to be when I want him to have an orgasm, he has an orgasm… as long as his body is able.

Thankfully, he was horny enough and hard enough last night to be edged a few times before I gave him an orgasm. I tasted precum on the first edging and more on the way to the finish line when I got a nice amount of cream filling. I won’t say it’s the most I’ve ever gotten, but it’s the most I’ve gotten in a while. Much to Lion’s dismay (Not!), I didn’t share any with him. It’s mine, and he can’t have it. But there’s always next time.

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As Mrs. Lion wrote in her post yesterday, I got a great blow job that ended in a very powerful orgasm. It seems to me that my orgasms are getting more powerful lately. I can’t tell if I am sending out much semen. I feel powerful pulsations, but whether or not they are cream-filled eludes me. I didn’t remember such cataclysmic orgasms years ago. There were some seriously memorable ones over the years.

My first orgasm at the age of eleven was induced by another boy who went to my school. He might have been a grade ahead of me. I’m sure he was older. I have no idea how we both ended up naked. He used his hand, and I couldn’t believe the result. Nothing came out. I guess I was too young to produce anything. I was able to come over and over. It was amazing. That was the last time I saw him and my only gay experience, if you can call it that. After he taught me, I made good use of the knowledge. Nothing I did felt that good.

The second memorable one was when I had intercourse for the first time. It was also my first two-person sex. That was when I was 19. It was like that first experience being masturbated, only better. It felt like an electric shock went through me. It must be like the high that drugs give some people. I knew I wanted this feeling again and again.

The third was very different from the first two. It was my first experience with oral sex. It turned out that my first intercourse wasn’t exactly vaginal. It must have been between her labia. I discovered this when we tried to fuck the next time. We were more relaxed, and she had her legs much wider apart. I wasn’t able to penetrate her more than a couple of inches. Her hymen was not only intact; it was very tough. I didn’t want to push too hard and hurt her. That time we were both frustrated. We decided to do some research.

Neither of us had any sexual experience or education. We went to Barnes and Noble. At that time, there was only one on 18th street in Manhattan. They had a section with books for newlyweds. We found one that seemed to be quite complete. We bought two copies. Our assignment for each other was to find out what we could do.

We met at my place a couple of days later. I had a room in an old hotel on 69th Street. I lived there. It had a small kitchen and a bath. We were surprisingly brave. We kissed and undressed without delay. I guess she was as horny as me. When we took out our books, we discovered that we had both decided that oral sex was the next best thing. I went first and did quite well with her. She had several orgasms—her first. I guess our initial rendevous wasn’t as satisfying for her.

When it was my turn, she did very well. She didn’t seem to be uncomfortable with the idea of sucking my cock. When I came, she kept going until I was done. She did go into the bathroom to spit it out. Bad girl! The orgasm was very different for me. It was slower. It built up much more slowly than the ones I gave myself or the one I had when we tried intercourse. It was amazing! It turned out that she liked doing it. I didn’t ask why she didn’t swallow. I figured that I was lucky she let me come in her mouth. Oddly, it never occurred to either of us that we could masturbate one another. We went right to oral. I’m very glad.

The fourth memorable one occurred years later. It was my first anal experience. I mentioned to my girlfriend that I had never done that. I didn’t expect her to invite me to try. To my surprise, she said that she did that before. When she was in high school, she had a steady boyfriend. They didn’t have access to any birth control, so she let him fuck her anally. She invited me to try with her. She lubed me up, and as gently as possible, I entered her. It didn’t take very long for me to come. It was almost as intense as my first vaginal try all those years ago. I was blown away.

I never asked her to do that again. I don’t know why. It’s probably that I much preferred her vagina or mouth. I’ve always had a strong preference for blow jobs. I wonder if it is because my first sexual experiences were oral. Anyway, my current sex life is almost exclusively oral. I love it. Mrs. Lion gives truly great head. She can drive me crazy with her mouth.

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Yesterday still managed to get away from me. I installed a Ring doorbell on our back door. UPS has decided to deliver some packages to the front and some to the back. The only explanation I can come up with is that two drivers are filling in for a recently-retired driver. I also installed a security camera. I was up and down the ladder quite a few times with that one. It covers more area than we want but what can you do.

After the up and down of the ladder, I settled in to vegetate on my computer. Lion asked me to do a few things. And then another. And then could I make the bed? I know he can’t do a lot around here, so it falls on me, and sometimes it frustrates me. Even when he’s working, he has a lot of time to screw around on the computer. I have too many people sitting near me now to do much screwing around. I have to save that for nights and weekends.

It was after 8 when we settled in to snuggle. Even then, I was up and down, letting the dog out and in and out and in. So when I finally got Lion all riled up, it must have been around 9. He took a little time to get hard, but I was going slow. Sometimes he thinks I’m rushing him. I’m not, but I was particularly “not rushing” last night. I tried to keep a steady pace close to his bucking speed. I may have gone a little faster. Eventually, I got him right to the edge and stopped. Awww, poor Lion. Then I started again and got him even closer.

Believe it or not, I was debating with myself whether or not to give him an orgasm. I know I talk a good game about making him so horny his balls are blue, but I really like giving him orgasms. Sometimes I want to take an orgasm, so I’ll charge right up the mountain and over the edge with no concern about how it feels for him. Is there such a thing as a bad orgasm? Other times, like last night, I want to build it up slowly and make him crave release.

I won’t say it was the biggest orgasm of his life. He produced more semen than his last orgasm, but still not a mouthful. I’m not sure there’s any correlation between the amount of semen produced and his horniness. Sometimes he gives me a mouthful when he’s not so horny, and other times the opposite is true. Good thing my reward is the wonderful sound he makes when he comes as well as the cream filling.

His wait was 20 days. For probably half of those days, he wasn’t horny at all. I was tired for some. He was tired for some. It wasn’t a 20-day edging festival like it might have been in the past. The result was the same, so it doesn’t really matter.