Orgasm (Page 4)

We saw somewhere that Jersey Mike’s sub shop is giving 100% of sales to local charities today. Lion suggested we go off the rails and get subs for lunch. I’m pretty sure, calorie-wise, we aren’t allowed to eat anything else today. It was worth it though.

Lion is still sleeping a lot. His tummy is better, but that doesn’t keep him awake. I was tired yesterday and I’m tired again today. We’re both wondering if Lion is/was sick, and now we’re wondering if I’m sick too. I guess we could burn a few COVID tests to be sure. We’re probably not sleeping well again. Maybe that’s why Lion hasn’t made it to orgasm yet.

Since we gave to charities at lunch, maybe I’ll be charitable and unlock Lion for some exercise. He hasn’t been using the treadmill as instructed. I had it buried for a few weeks and then he hasn’t been feeling well. I can’t punish him for it if there’s a valid excuse. He’ll just have to get his exercise another way. I doubt it will burn many calories, but it still counts.

For some reason, the screw on his cage keeps coming loose. He tells me he has a screw loose. I’ve known that for a long time. I threatened to use some Loc-tite on it. That would solve the problem, but then it might never come out again. We don’t want that.

I need to work on him to get my orgasm. By the time I get it, maybe he’ll have a reserve of cream filling for me. He’s been very stingy the last few times. Oddly enough, when I haven’t been able to get him to the edge lately, I swear I taste pre-cum. Maybe it’s wishful thinking. I do love a mouthful of Lion cream.

I did a lot of climbing up and down ladders over the weekend. I installed a solar powered light over our car charger. I moved one of the Ring cameras closer to the charger. And I replaced the batteries in another camera. Unfortunately, I couldn’t tell if the light was switched on until it got dark and there was no light. Lion didn’t like the placement of the solar panel. And the batteries I replaced were just as dead as the ones I’d taken out. Up the ladder again Sunday.

I was achier Sunday than I’d been Saturday. Ladders will do that. I used to be up and down ladders all day at work and my body has never forgiven me. It sees a ladder and goes into full on “you’ll pay for this” mode. Needless to say, I was not happy to have to redo things. Lion seemed disappointed. Fine. I went up the ladder three more times.

Sunday was also drain two of the gardens day. I remember Lion saying “we” were going to garden. I hate the royal we. It usually means me. Anyway, “we” turned on the wax earlier in the day to give it time to melt. “We” drained the gardens, refilled, redrained, re-refilled and fed them. “We” took a bunch of garbage and recyclables out to the cans. Then “we” waxed Lion.

You’d think after all that, “we” would have an orgasm. Nope. I’m not sure what’s going on. Lion, of course, thinks he’s broken. I, of course, don’t. I haven’t paid much attention, but I wonder if there’s a pattern to his brokenness. Does it come in cycles? Maybe every eight orgasms, he has a problem. Maybe it’s tied to a certain number of days or weeks. Phases of the moon? I don’t know. I’m grasping at straws.

Each time he’s been unlocked, he gets hard right away. Yesterday, he was oiled up and ready to go. But then he couldn’t go all the way. Usually waxing gets him excited, with all the fondling and rubbing. And the oil makes it more sensual, I’d guess. Well, he was excited. It just didn’t last long enough to give me my orgasm.

Where is my orgasm? I want my orgasm!

My shoulder finally felt well enough to unlock Lion and try for that orgasm I want him to have. I’m sure he wants it too; he usually wants one. This one is mine, and I’ve been trying to take it, but he’s been stingy. He, of course, thinks he’s broken. I, of course, don’t. He jumps right to broken when he’s having trouble.

It’s a little weird. As soon as I took the cage off, he was hard. I jerked him off under the covers for a few minutes and then asked if he was ready for the orgasm he should have had the other day. He got into position, and off we went. And went and went. I don’t usually time things. If I happen to glance at the clock beforehand, then I know. Otherwise, I go until he has an orgasm or one of us taps out. Sometimes he’ll say he’s not going to get any further. More often, my arm will go numb from being in the same position for too long.

Last night, I thought we were going along well. He started squeezing me with his thighs. That’s usually a sign that we’re close. We didn’t seem to be, though. Then he relaxed his thighs and even let out a sigh. He also got softer. I thought that meant nothing was going to happen, so I stopped. My left arm had been numb for a little bit and my right arm was starting. However, he said he didn’t think he was done. I was torn between continuing and getting the blood flowing in my arms again. I decided I didn’t know how much longer it would take, so we’d stop for the night.

I knew Lion was wild. I usually let him calm down before I tell him to put the ring on. He just can’t help himself. He kept telling me he was wild. Eventually, I told him he could put the ring on any time before bed. He put it right on. Then he reminded me again when he asked if I could lock him up before he went to brush his teeth and take his contacts out. I don’t think he was in any danger of the ring falling off, but I locked him up anyway.

He informed me the other night that he thought he needed waxing. I knew it. I was just ignoring it. He also says he needs a haircut. I guess it’s grooming time in the Lion’s den. Today is for outdoor chores and a ride about in the new car, so I’m doing it tomorrow. I might just leave him caged and try for an oily orgasm while cleaning him up from waxing. He gets really excited, then. Even though I won’t be able to sample the Lion cream, assuming he gives any, I think it’s more important that he gives me the orgasm I’ve been working for and so richly deserve. Does he deserve it? I guess so. But since I put in all this time and effort, it’s my orgasm.

I don’t know how it happened, but we both felt good last night. Neither of us was tired. Neither of us had stomach or other issues. Of course, when we started snuggling, I didn’t know Lion was frisky. I haven’t been playing with my weenie. For some reason I decided to see what would happen. It worked.

I asked Lion if he wanted me to make better use of my mouth. He did. I noticed the whiteboard on the bedroom wall said 15 days. Assuming he’s been updating it, his last orgasm was 15 days ago. That’s on the high end of his normal waits. However, we’ve been going through some weird times lately. Between not sleeping well or not feeling well, at least one of us has been out of commission.

Lion likes when I play with his balls and his ass. I started off with his balls to get the party started. I tugged on them while he got excited. Then I moved on to a mixture of playing with his balls and his crack. I wasn’t trying to get my fingers inside, although I have done that in the past. I just wanted to be in the neighborhood. The more excited he got, the more I played with his crack.

I could have been mean and edged him the first time around. Since it had been so long, and who knows when we’ll both feel good at the same time again, I wanted him to have his orgasm. I never time things. I don’t know how long he “normally” takes to have an orgasm. It’s probably different each time. Based on the fact that my neck didn’t hurt and my arm didn’t fall asleep, I think it happened faster last night.

It seemed like a big orgasm. The only problem is that he didn’t share any cream filling with me. I think it’s because he’s afraid I’ll feed it to him. I haven’t done that in a very long time. I’m too stingy with it. I want it all.