Month: December 2018

First of all, I don’t think it took Lion all that long to have an orgasm last night. While I did use my mouth, I think I should have played with him more. We did some ball bondage the other day. I should have used clothespins or actually given him some swats. He likes to play. He needs to play. Somehow, in my mind, I didn’t want him to get discouraged so I went right at it.

A long time ago, I edged Lion over and over again orally. I didn’t move up and down much. I just used my tongue. And when he was at the edge, I stopped but I never took my mouth off him. I don’t even remember if I let him have an orgasm that time, but I do remember how much fun it was playing with him like that. I’ve never done it again. I’ve tried a few times but I always give in and start the head bobbing. Not that Lion complains.

Actually, the only time Lion has complained about oral sex, other than the times I get a bit aggressive, is when I went too slow. I thought I was driving him crazy. I thought getting him to the edge slowly was torture. I thought I was getting him to the edge…so…slowly…he’d…have…no…choice…but…to…come. It turns out he didn’t like it. Oh sure, eventually he ejaculated but it wasn’t the most fun he’d ever had. Slow and steady doesn’t always win the race.

On the other hand, fast doesn’t necessarily do it either. Well, it does it. It just doesn’t do it in the most fun way. When I’m giving him a hand job sometimes it’s easier to gauge the speed because he starts bucking. He’s showing me the rhythm. If I match it we should get there at the right speed and, I assume, he’ll have the most fun.

I make a lot of assumptions. Some I know are true because they work time after time. Some are proven false eventually. I suppose I could ask rather than assume but wouldn’t that detract from the moment? “Excuse me, Lion. Do you like this grip better than this grip?” Mood killer. [Lion — That’s called optometrist sex, “Is it better this way or that way?”]

I think sex is all one giant experiment anyway. Even if I’m sure this technique worked last time, it doesn’t mean it will work this time. Maybe Lion would have taken just as long to come last night even if I had swatted him or used clothespins. I do know that it didn’t really take all that long.

I admit it. I’m stumped. I have no idea why I can get erect, excited and then well on my way to orgasm, stop getting more aroused. It feels odd to me. Mrs. Lion stimulates me and I get hard. She continues and I feel more and more excited. Then, I stop getting more excited. I’m still hard and I don’t get less aroused. I just don’t go further. If she continues stimulating me, I just stay at that point.

She tried switching from her hand to the Magic Wand. No change. I just don’t get it. This is why I’ve said that I’m broken. I had no idea this declaration upset her. For the record, I’m not saying that I think this condition will go on forever. but I am puzzled.

If I couldn’t get an erection, that would fit into classic impotence, which is often temporary. That’s not the case. I get fully erect and it feels very good. I also love the way Mrs. Lion jerks me off. So it isn’t a problem with her technique. In another situation, this could be considered a great improvement. In my current state, I could fuck for hours with no danger of ejaculating. This isn’t what Mrs. Lion wants of me.

The other day, I read a very exciting (to me) piece of erotic fiction. I was turned on, even got hard for a bit. That night, Mrs. Lion tried again with the same lack of results. It would be much easier to manage this if I lost interest in sex, or I couldn’t get hard.

It’s true that I’ve been sick. I’ve had a cold that’s kept me in bed for over a week. In the past, when sick, I either can’t get hard or ejaculate normally. I’m on the mend now. I still get tired and nap when I can, but the feeling that I have to sleep all the time is gone.

Mrs. Lion won’t stop trying. As long as she can get me hard she’ll try to get me to the edge. I’m grateful for that.

My research on the Web unearthed this from WebMD:

Male orgasmic disorder: an inability to reach orgasm (climax) with a partner; or the inability to achieve orgasm without lengthy sexual contact; or the inability to have an orgasm during intercourse. In some cases, orgasm can be achieved only through masturbation or oral sex.

I definitely suffer from this right now. We haven’t tried longer term stimulation or oral sex (Mrs. Lion has a cough). Further reading suggests that the cause could be from a wide range of possibilities from medications to psychological issues. I’m not taking any new medications. I also have no new psychological issues. Our lives are going very well.

Until now, Mrs. Lion stimulates me until I tell her that I don’t think I will be able to come. Based on my current reading, she should go on, even intensify the stimulation. I suppose the only sure sign that nothing will happen is if I lose the erection. I will ask her to try. I’ll also ask her to let me have a complete orgasm if I get that far.

Could this be a side effect of extended orgasm control? It doesn’t seem to me that it is. After all, Mrs. Lion is very generous with my orgasms. I rarely wait more than a week between them. Who knows? Maybe I need a period of intense sexual stimulation with the goal to make me ejaculate as often as I can. This may be one of those times when Mrs. Lion uses our power exchange to force me to orgasm no matter how I feel about it. It’s still male sexual control, after all.

Postscript
I wrote this post yesterday afternoon. Last night, we took a break and Mrs. Lion teased me and then went to work with her mouth. She had read this post and I guess she decided to test the concept that a little brute force would bring me around, so to speak. It did. Boy did it! I had a great orgasm. It wsan’t easy for either of us. I hit the same wall while she was sucking me. She persevered and the wall came tumbling down in a gush of semen. Thank you, Mrs. Lion!

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