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.

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.

I have a freshly orgasmed Lion. Well, he’s a little stale. It’s been almost 24 hours. He waited eleven days, which doesn’t seem like a long time, but we had some challenges this time around. I hope that’s behind us now and things will settle down.

I do have one issue, however. I’ve mentioned before that Lion tends to move his hips as he gets closer to the edge. I guess it’s a glass half empty sort of thing. I get a little indication that he’s getting closer. But I also get a change in angle of his penis in my mouth. I thought I was far enough up last night. I even readjusted to make sure. Either I slid down or he moved even more than other times. It’s not a huge deal, but it does add some stress to my neck and whether my teeth stay behind my lips. I’d think the teeth thing would be of particular concern to him. Who wants to get bitten during oral sex? I know. There are probably people out there who do. I’m willing to bet Lion isn’t one of them.

Once I noticed him doing it a few weeks ago, I solved the problem by holding his balls. If I’m pulling down, he’s less likely to move up. I thought this was a brilliant fix. The problem is that I don’t always want to pull on his balls. Sometimes I like to tickle them. Sometimes I like to move my finger around like I’m heading for his asshole. Both might increase his squirming.

I have no idea why he’d suddenly start doing it. Or did he suddenly start doing it? Maybe he’s been doing it all along and I’ve just noticed it now. Did I change something that makes what he’s doing more pronounced? Clearly, more information is needed. I guess he’ll have to let me suck him more. Poor thing. I’m sure he hates being the subject of my experiments. (Did I roll my eyes out loud?)

Poor Lion. This time I mean it. I’m not making fun of him for being horny or for asking for punishment when I know he doesn’t really want punishment. Oh, he wants it, but he doesn’t want it at the time. Anyway, he’s poor Lion because I haven’t been able to edge him sufficiently lately.

I had every intention of giving him an orgasm last night. He was snoozing before dinner so I delayed my shower in order to play with him early-ish. I don’t think I ate all that much but I was still full and I knew I couldn’t suck him. I pulled out some clothespins (regular ones, no frills) and applied them in a stripe. I got him hard and kept playing with him while I pulled on the clothespins and eventually removed some of them one by one. He was hard but I knew he wasn’t going to get very far because of my position next to him. I was just too uncomfortable to move.

Eventually I had to stop. He wasn’t getting any further and I didn’t think he would unless I could figure out how to hit the good spots. I was tempted to suck him anyway, but I knew that would be a huge mistake. I told Lion I couldn’t continue. I need to make it up to him. There have been too many miscues lately. Most of them have been my fault. First I was trying to stop taking my anxiety drug, dealing with the withdrawal and now I haven’t been feeling well. For all I know, it’s my body reacting to stopping the medication and restarting. It must be confused. Wait a minute. We just got rid of this crap and here it comes again.

Tonight, I am determined to give him an orgasm before dinner. Rest up, Lion. We’re playing early. Snooze before I get home so you’re ready. Fair warning. Relief is in sight. I’m looking forward to a creamy appetizer.