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It’s hard to believe someone can go from well to gone in so short a time. He was feeling okay on Saturday morning. He even seemed okay after his first two falls. He was unsteady, but that was sort of his normal. Once he got to the hospital, he was joking around with the nurses. He went from being in and out of it all day Sunday and most of Monday. Toward the afternoon on Monday, he was having more trouble. They started dialysis and he seemed to do better. Monday into Tuesday, they needed to intubate him. He seemed to be stable most of the day Tuesday. Then things went downhill fast. Dialysis wasn’t working anymore. He was maxed out on his medications. He was technically alive, but he wasn’t the Lion I knew and loved. I asked them to stop the machines and he slowly stopped breathing. I was assured he wasn’t in any pain. He was not grimacing. He just wasn’t there anymore.

I know he wanted this page to continue on, but I never bothered to learn how to do that. Come back, Lion, and I promise I’ll pay attention to whatever you want me to learn. The site will continue until I can no longer pay for it or it crashes. I want to thank everyone for their support over the years. I know Lion appreciated it as well.

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Again, I’m sorry for not posting in a while. The news is not good. On Saturday, Lion was weak and fell three times. I’m assuming the first fall caused a huge bruise. He complained of his back hurting, but we got him back to bed. A few hours later, he fell going into the bathroom. We got him up and onto the toilet. Unfortunately, he fell again. This time he broke his foot and bumped his head. He was too weak to make it back to bed, so I called 911.

The original plan was for the medics to get him into bed. However, it became apparent that wasn’t going to happen. His blood pressure was 40/25. I’m not sure how he was still alive and as coherent as he was. We thought he was dehydrated. In the ambulance he was given fluid and seemed to perk up. By the time I met him in the ER, he was himself again. He was admitted so they could continue to work on his blood pressure.

Sunday, his blood pressure was up and down. They kept adding new drugs and he was responding, but his pressure was still up and down. At about 3 am Monday, I received a call that they wanted to do a blood transfusion, which Lion originally agreed to, but then rescinded. I told them to do it and headed to the hospital. He was coherent enough when I got there to ask why I approved the transfusion. His blood was getting too acidic, and they postulated that his bruise was still bleeding. He understood why I did what I did. By afternoon Monday, they were starting dialysis. He hadn’t eaten anything since dinner Saturday and drinking anything, even water, made him vomit. His kidneys were not getting rid of the toxins.

With the dialysis going and several different drugs pumping into him, he was still in and out of it. Even when he was out of it, he seemed to know I was there for him. He was sleeping when I left this afternoon to let the dog out. Around 11 pm, the doctor called and said they needed to intubate him. He’d stop breathing and not start right up. He’s not on a mechanical ventilator and I’ve been assured they’ll wake him up from time to time to see if he’s able to be de-intubated.

Today was rough. Between his being out of it more often and the need for transfusions and dialysis, I was right on the edge of losing it myself. I was operating on only a few hours sleep and hoped to get more tonight. After the intubation phone call, all thoughts of sleep went out the window. I’m very scared for him. The past few days, I’ve been telling him to hang on and get better. Now I’m afraid he’s in more pain than ever. I don’t want him to suffer. When I see him in the morning, I think I’ll have to have the letting go talk.

This is not to say I want him to go. I just don’t want him in pain. I also don’t want him to keep getting worse and worse. If he can’t battle back, I want him to let go.

It’s horrible how fast life can change for the worst. I wish he was in his own bed like he wants and yelling at the stupid people on Wheel of Fortune who can’t figure out the obvious puzzle.

Please keep him in your thoughts.

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In: Erections, Health and safety, Orgasm

Lion’s boner juice worked yesterday. He showed me Mr. Weenie and proudly said, “What do you think of this!” It was nice. He said he wasn’t quite hard enough. In my opinion, the injection just needs to get him most of the way there. When we play or I suck him, I get him the rest of the way. I don’t think that’s much different from “regular” sex. He needs to be turned on. Isn’t he the one who said just because the penis is hard doesn’t mean he’s excited?

I don’t know how many days it was since his last orgasm [Lion — 11]. I wasn’t sure he was going to have one yesterday. I was working away when the timer went off for the dog’s birthday cupcake. He wasn’t close then. He’d gotten a tiny bit soft, but boy, when I got back to sucking, he was at full attention. Clearly, he liked what I was doing. (Me too!) And just to prove it, he had an orgasm. I toyed with the idea of edging him, but I don’t want to get too creative until we really figure out the dosage.

The only problem with his orgasm was that I didn’t get any cream filling. Or so I thought. There was some in the back of my mouth. He must have shot it straight down my throat. No fair! At least I got some. I asked him if I needed to make him wait 30 days to have that wonderful mouthful of cream filling. Neither one of us wants that. I’ll take what I can get.

Today, I’m mowing the lawn. I’ve been out twice so far. I have one more patch to go. I’m not sure if I’ve done it in thirds or not. Anyway, it shouldn’t take more than another hour. All of this lawn mowing adds steps to my step counter for a challenge I’m doing for work. I know I need to walk more or be more active in some way. Joining the challenge was a way to make myself do it. Along the way, I may lose some more weight. I’m down 39 pounds so far. We still have lots more bland Nutrisystem food to go before I hit my target. We’re both getting there.

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As part of my research into erectile dysfunction (ED), I came across a startling bit of information from Memorial Sloan Kettering, one of the world’s leading cancer hospitals and research centers. They had this to say about erections:

“The tissue that causes you to get an erection (erectile tissue) is a muscle. Going long periods of time without an erection is unhealthy for erectile tissue and may damage it.

We believe having erections keeps erectile tissue healthy.”

This is the first time I’ve encountered this information. It doesn’t say orgasms are needed, just erections. Sloan Kettering has a lot of experience with ED. It’s a common issue with prostate and some other cancers and their therapies. This advice suggests that practicing male chastity should include regular opportunities to allow erections.

Mrs. Lion always unlocked me every two or three days. While unlocked, she teased me. I had plenty of frustrating erections. Practicing long-term male chastity may need to take this male conditioning into account. I know that there are men who have successfully stayed locked up for long periods and still maintain their ability to get hard. Perhaps when we tried to get hard inside our devices, that provided sufficient exercise to maintain penis health. It makes sense to consider this advice when doing long-term lockups.

One of the most frequent questions that we get is whether penis size is affected by long-term wearing of a male chastity device. I wore a device for more than three years with only the regular exercise sessions that Mrs. Lion gave me. There was no change in size as a result of being locked up. I haven’t heard of any erectile tissue damage as a result of wearing a male chastity device. That doesn’t mean it doesn’t happen.

No one has studied the effects of long-term male chastity device wear. Since people are more likely to comment if they have a problem, it’s likely that the risk of damage caused by a male chastity device is low. Based on my experience and what I’ve read, the following suggestions provide a sensible framework for safely practicing enforced male chastity:

  • If wearing a device causes irritation of any kind, immediately remove the device. A properly fitted male chastity device can be worn without any irritation or discomfort. Adding lube or creams to relieve irritation might cover more serious damage later. Invest in a device that fits without hurting you.
  • Stay clean. Closed tubes like the Holy Trainer can breed bacteria. Urine can remain inside and cause problems for you. Open cages like the Jail Bird are easier to keep clean. Even they get build-ups of body oils and other materials. If your device begins to smell, remove it and clean the device and your penis. It makes sense to remove any device at least weekly to inspect your penis and clean both it and the device. I bought an inexpensive ultrasound jewelry cleaner and use it to deep clean my devices. I put a capful of ultrasonic detergent into the machine and clean for ten minutes. Doing this monthly will keep your device in great shape. Some people soak their devices in vinegar. This will dissolve body oils but doesn’t do as good a job as an ultrasound cleaner.
  • Get regular “exercise.” Maintain penis health by getting regular erections. Mrs. Lion exercised me by edging me a couple of times a week. Exercise is not an excuse for more orgasms. Exercise sessions are good times to inspect to make sure there is no irritation. Also, by exercising, Mrs. Lion and I had a chance to share intimacy without more than some hand attention.

Despite the fantasy scenarios, manageable male chastity is a game played by two. The objective is to control orgasms. In the beginning, this usually involves a male chastity device. Over time, it can evolve into free-range male chastity. The objective is the same, and the rules are just as strict. I haven’t had a single orgasm that wasn’t provided by Mrs. Lion since 2013. Erections don’t count. I can have all of them I want.