Hand Jobs

Lion requested that we play earlier than usual yesterday. He’s been requesting it for a while. Sometimes I’ve moved things up an hour or so, but yesterday we tried to play around 4. We woke up late and I let the day get away from me while waiting to see if it would stay nice long enough to replace the truck’s mirror. It didn’t. So, at 4, when Lion asked if we were going to do anything, I decided we should play. However, I wasn’t prepared.

We’ve both bought toys recently that we haven’t used. Lion’s latest acquisition is an inflatable, vibrating butt plug. I wanted to use it but I wasn’t sure if we should since Lion had injured himself near his eye. I thought the increased pressure of him on his knees would hurt. I picked out a finger vibrator that we hadn’t used either. Lion didn’t want that. I was already at a loss for what to do so we went back to the inflatable butt plug.

Uninflated, it went in very easily. When I tried to inflate it, Lion said he needed an enema. For some reason, I never think about enemas before we do anal play. Things went much better after the enema. Unfortunately, the vibration didn’t do a thing for Lion. I’m surprised the Magic Wand works so well. Lion suggested it might work better with him on his back. It didn’t.

Once I removed the butt plug, I gave Lion a handjob. To me, there was nothing different about this handjob from any other time. I don’t think the butt plug added anything. Then again, I was not on the receiving end. It may have made all the difference in the world to Lion. I was able to get him very close to the edge and that’s all that matters. [Lion — It didn’t feel any diferent]

When I went to make dinner, Lion grumbled about being horny and frustrated. Ever the sympathetic mate, I told him he wouldn’t be so frustrated if he didn’t make me edge him. Of course, he didn’t make me do anything. And being frustrated is part of the fun of enforced male chastity.

lion spanked with small blue paddle

I was falling asleep at work yesterday. By the time I got home, I was ready to crawl under the blankets and take a quick nap. And I did. Then my mother called to see if we were anywhere near the coronavirus outbreak in Seattle. We aren’t. Since I was up I made dinner. Lion was snoozing a bit but he woke up when I came out of the shower.

I whomped his butt with a wooden paddle to test the theory that the previous night’s spanking was painful only because I’d used the rubber paddle. The paddle didn’t matter. He was still yowling. I think it’s the stretched skin that matters. He says it may not be possible to spank as long with him in the milking position. Perhaps I’ll have to use it only when I want to swat his crack. That will definitely show my hand though. Once I tell him to get on his knees, he’ll know what’s coming. Oh well.

A while after I swatted him, I gave him the beginnings of a handjob. I don’t think he got close at all but I know it felt good. Sometimes that’s all you can hope for. As long as we’re touching and it feels good to him, I’m happy. The rest is just frosting on the cake.

I don’t think I’ll spank him tonight. Our questions have been answered. Any lengthy spanking will have to be done while he’s on his tummy. I’m sure we can modify things with a few pillows but other than that it is, as they say, what it is.

Tonight I’m hoping I have a little more energy. It doesn’t look good at the moment but I need to do more for Lion. I should be playing with him more to get him excited. I can’t just suck him or yank on him. He needs Icy Hot or tiny clothespins. (I just felt him cringe.) Maybe I’ll make him happy and tie his balls tightly. He really likes that. I do too.

lion's balls tied apart

We got started late last night. It was after 9. Sometimes that doesn’t matter. If Lion has been snoozing a lot his batteries can recharge and later doesn’t always mean failure. However, he hadn’t been snoozing.

I think the problem was more in the manner in which I was playing with him. When I told him he was spoiled the other day, I was only half-joking. I really think he’s tired of handjobs. Oh, I know he can get excited and, if there’s been spanking or if I’ve tied his balls or used some clothespins, he’s very happy with a handjob. But I think he’s secretly hoping I’ll give up and go for oral. Now I have a secret of my own.

I almost did give up last night and go for oral. But then I thought about the possibility of his being spoiled. No, I don’t think he’s consciously not getting hard so I’ll “give in”. Lion doesn’t do things like that. And I know he gets bored with regular old run-of-the-mill hand jobs. However, he hasn’t had a handjob in days. His last orgasm was oral but the time before that was a handjob.

Last night’s issue was most certainly the time we started. But I’m still going to tease him about being spoiled. I know he loves oral ministrations. I decided last year to try to even the score between oral orgasms and handjobs. I didn’t make it by a long shot. Maybe this year I can do better.

Of course, oral orgasms are not always the intention. It used to be that as soon as I moved between his legs, he knew he was getting an orgasm. Since I’ve figured out how to edge him orally, it’s not always a given. I’m happy about that. I like keeping Lion on his toes. It’s sort of like Schrodinger’s cat: is it alive or dead? Maybe in our case, it’s Schrodinger’s orgasm: it this an orgasm or frustration?

We didn’t get as early a start as Lion would like last night. I let my hair dry a little bit after my shower so I wouldn’t be dripping all over him. And then I went looking for the tiny clothespins. I wasn’t really going to put them on the head of his cock. It was more for shock value. I had to look around a bit before I found the bag with the bag of tiny clothespins. In addition to the tiny clothespins were plastic clothespins, some cock rings, the Velcro and a few other things. Lion hates the Velcro so I decided to use it for shock value too.

The last time we used Velcro, it left a sore spot on my weenie. I’m not sure if it just hit a sensitive spot or maybe I had it too tight. It took a while for the sore to heal and Lion hasn’t wanted to use it since. I say that as if he’s ever wanted to use it. I found it in Home Depot and decided it would be a good toy. And it has been. Until the sore spot developed.

When I suggested using it last night, Lion said it was too dangerous. It could seriously injure him if it’s too tight. I thought this was a bit dramatic. Obviously anything could injure him if we aren’t careful. I could tie his balls too tight and injure him. I could injure his rectum with a toy during anal play if I’m not careful. I didn’t give any of these examples out loud. This was a monologue in my head while I tried to get him hard.

[Lion — That velcro really hurts if she puts it on while I’m soft. I suppose that if it was too terrible, I wouldn’t get hard while it was on me. I trust Mrs. Lion. I’ll keep my mouth shut in the future.]

velcro on Lion's weenie
Too much? Naaah! That bottom
band is really choking him.

He added that I wouldn’t necessarily make it too tight. Too late! I was already in less of a mood to play with him. It bothered me that he seemed to think I’d do something intentionally to hurt him. If indeed, the Velcro was too tight and that caused the sore spot, it was definitely unintentional. As a matter of fact, I put it on him before he gets very hard and I know I have to loosen it as it starts to get tight. It’s not my first rodeo. Accidents do happen, so I’m leaving the possibility open that it might have been too tight that night. But that’s not to say it would have been too tight last night or that I wouldn’t have adjusted it as needed.

As I went on my merry way getting him excited, he glanced at me. I wondered why. He said he was waiting for the other shoe to drop. He meant the tiny clothespins. At that point, I didn’t care if they came out or not. “Can we just get this over with?” is what I was thinking. But I didn’t say anything. I know I could have pulled out the Velcro despite his comment. And I probably should have. But that seemed like a petty “oh yeah?” move. So I took out two of the not-the-tiniest clothespins and teased him with them.

I didn’t actually put them on the head of his cock. I put them along the line of skin at the base of his cock. I won’t say they didn’t hurt but it was certainly not as bad as where I threatened to put them. The skin moved around while I jerked him off and that made the clothespins move and that made Lion wince. Mission accomplished. Not-so-tiny little clothespins for the win.

Eventually, Lion hit his plateau again and we stopped. He said he was hornier than he had been before we played. I figure if I keep at it he’ll be horny enough to make it to the edge. That’s my theory at least.