Pegging the Lion

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Our new pegging position. Lion had a very good time.

Lion was hoping to play on this trip. He’s been hoping I would get a lot more consistent in all areas. From my point of view, he’s gotten his wish. At least on this trip. I wonder if he’s happy or if his butt and balls have conflicting opinions.

Lion has been wearing his training collar the whole trip. For the most part I’ve forgotten about it. At dinner last night he spilled something on his shirt. He was unhappy that he’d get spanked again. When dinner was over and we were waiting for our check,I zapped him with the training collar. He almost shot through the roof. Apparently the collar was already pinching him while sitting on the uncomfortable chair. The contacts were definitely making contact. (This is not always the case with the training collar. Sometimes he can’t feel the zaps unless the setting is very high.) I zapped him on level two. Perhaps a bit too much juice.

I was contemplating zapping him again but I decided shooting him through the roof in the middle of a restaurant was enough. He asked if that satisfied his punishment for the night. It did. Unless, if course, he did something else that required punishment. Luckily, Lion was a well-behaved boy the rest of the night.

In the beginning of the trip, Lion suggested that play didn’t have to happen in the bedroom alone. Last night I asked where he thought we should do his pegging. He said he thought the bed was best. He seemed confused why I would ask. Aside from the clothespins on his balls and the attempt at OTK the other night, everything has happened in the bedroom.

Lion read something that said pegging was easier/better if he was on his back. I was dubious. Both of us have difficulties getting into positions for things. I didn’t think we’d have much luck. It might not have been easy, but it worked. Then I got the idea that I could suck him while I pegged him. Every stroke of the dildo was a stroke for my weenie. I figured it would feel like he was fucking himself. Lion didn’t make the connection. Oh well.

Afterwards, I was explaining the concept to Lion. I was sure I’d asked him if something felt like he was fucking himself before. He said it didn’t sound familiar. It took a while, but I remembered it. He was in the sling and I was pegging him with the Clone-A-Willy likeness of himself. I don’t think I was sucking him then, but I might have been. So perhaps last night wasn’t a completely new position, but Lion enjoyed his orgasm.