Male Chastity Journal

Lion always seems to be horny the day after an orgasm. Ordinarily I wouldn’t have been playing with him, but he was sooooo horny. Poor thing. Luckily I was still in the Christmas spirit.

I wasn’t even sure I was going to edge him. I thought maybe I’d just play with him a bit. I got him hard and started stroking. I kept stopping well before he was close. He kept eying me. I’d get him riled up and stop. He was not amused. Sure it felt good but it wasn’t what he was looking for.

Finally I went further. And I kept going. He really wasn’t expecting an orgasm. That was part ofthe fun of it. As he got closer he seemed to get nervous. What was I doing? If I pushed him much further he would certainly come. Was he allowed to come? He wasn’t sure but I wasn’t letting up. And then I let him come.

Of course he was grateful but he asked why I let him. Why not? I could decide to make him wait X number of days and then give him orgasms on the scheduled date and the day after. That’s the plan for New Year’s Eve/Day. I just decided to do it for Christmas Eve/Day too. Lucky Lion.

(Christmas Day 2014) Christmas Eve was great! Mrs. Lion edged me five times (She told me. I can’t count when that aroused). One of those times was so close that I was sure I was going to have a ruined orgasm. I can’t believe how close that was. I was sure that semen would come dripping out. Finally, she moved between my legs and gave me an amazing blow job. It was incredible.

I’m writing this on Christmas day. We are having a quiet day watching TV and pigging out. We had BLT’s for lunch (we both love them way too much) and have a huge ham for dinner. We should have leftovers for weeks. We’ll have both mashed white and sweet potatoes and a nice veggie. We have an apple pie and some mead to toast each other.

Mrs. Lion’s Christmas “surprises” haven’t arrived. Two bottles of very bright nail polish remain on our bathroom counter. I know they are destined for me and waiting is a killer. I’m not at all anxious to have painted nails, but knowing they are coming makes me anxious. Once done, at least it will be over. The other discussed concept was replacing my Australian underwear with panties. When we talked about it last night, Mrs. Lion was surprised that wearing panties would be less concerning than painted toenails. I can always take panties off. It isn’t so easy to get nail polish off.

The kinky part of me secretly likes both ideas. It isn’t because I want to be feminine. No, not in the least. It precisely because I don’t want to be feminine that it is exciting. The same is true of diapers. I really don’t like wearing them. But what I like about all three is that I am doing something purely because Mrs. Lion is in charge. It enhances my feeling of her control. If, for example, I am always either diapered or in panties, there is no escape from her control.

You might wonder why my chastity device isn’t that permanent reminder. In fact, it is. But it is part of me now; a useful tool that has revitalized our sex life. No humiliation there. I have to admit that the panties and diapers are my ideas. Painted toe nails came directly from Mrs. Lion. Never, ever in a million years would I have suggested that. Talk about control. Yup, that feeling in the pit of my stomach tells me of the three new things, that one hits the hardest.

I have never wanted anyone to take control of me in ways I can’t hide (another reason I like her surprises). Admittedly the painted toe nails are fairly safe unless my doctor wants to check my feet. Wearing the diapers or panties in public carry risks of their own. Panties might be seen at the urinal or when I tuck my shirt in. Diapers have leaked when out in public, leaving me with a telltale wet spot. I like that risk. I love the control. You think I’m kinky?

We didn’t exchange gifts this year. We decided we had the best gifts of all. I have Mrs. Lion. She is my best friend and playmate. She takes great care of me and makes me feel loved and wanted. Waking up next to her on Christmas morning and reaching over to touch her is the best gift I could ever get. The orgasm last night didn’t hurt either.

I gave Lion his Christmas present last night in the form of an orgasm. That’s his favorite kind of present. It was my present too. What more could I ask for than a mouthful of come? Yum!

Today we’re relaxing and watching one of the many tv marathons. We’ll have our nice dinner later and probably snuggle in for a movie. Not exactly a chastity hot spot.

Lion’s next orgasm date is New Year’s Eve. I told him I was toying with the idea of an orgasm for him on New Year’s Day as well. I thought it would be too much to go two days in a row. He said he’d love it. So we’ll do an out with the old, in with the new orgasm marathon of our own.

This morning, as a play on that idea, I thought if I time it perfectly I could make Lion come exactly at midnight and one orgasm could count as both the old a new year. We then decided that not only would it be less fun to do one orgasm, it would nearly impossible to do it exactly at midnight. Plus the fact that we probably won’t be awake at midnight. We are, after all, old farts.

Lion and I didn’t do any shopping for each other. We are each other’s present. I think I lucked out. He’s my best friend, lover, and husband all in one. Not many people have that. But you know, now that I think about it, we did give each other a present. When Lion asked me to lock up his weenie, the gift of our sex life was included in the package. And as we wrap up another year, and almost a full year of chastity, I think we’re more in love than we’ve ever been. That’s really the best present ever!

Here it is, Christmas day. There is news to report but that will have to wait until tomorrow. Today I want to talk about gifts. Mrs. Lion and I decided not to exchange gifts this year. Of course we sent presents to our kids, but we decided that we both had everything we want and gifts just weren’t necessary.

That’s not entirely true. In 2014 Mrs. Lion gave me the amazing gift of making my enforced chastity fantasy become real. It wasn’t just for a weekend or a week. It turned out to be permanent. She did this purely out of love for me. Since we started there have been many challenges for both of us. Mrs. Lion has had to face many changes in the way she relates to me. To her credit, she has worked hard to make my experience better (well, more properly submissive) and better.

Over this time she has worked hard to become more of a disciplinarian and to make decisions she knows I won’t like. This is her biggest hurdle. She is still careful not to make things too uncomfortable for me, though I sense that is changing. I want it to change. It won’t be easy for either of us. Recently, she has been upping the ante considerably. She did back off on the diapers for now, but I suspect that I will be back in them before the weekend is out.

More important than enforced chastity or anything else is the love we share. Our love continues to grow every day. I have received the greatest gift of all, my soul mate and partner, Mrs. Lion.

Merry Christmas to you. I hope you get what you want this Christmas. Thank you for taking the time to share our lives.