I know what you're thinking right, it's feast or famine with me now... well that's true, but I'm just enjoying feeling pumped about this element of Mistress R and I's life again, so for the moment let's just enjoy the ride because who knows what's around the corner.
You know, I have a group of guy friends in a Whatsapp group who share a common (vanilla) interest... one is 35, one is 45, one is 50 and I am 55. I really don't like how I am the old-man of the group, when did this happen? When did I become the old guy? Well it kinda sucks honestly.
But still, it could be worse. And of all of us it seems like I have the least complicated life... one has health issues and a troubled daughter. One has a broken relationship. shared custody of a small child and sister with substance abuse issues and one is Welsh. I mean can you imagine... Welsh?
But seriously... it does make you appreciate that while you might be getting old and creaky, being an only child (and childless into the bargain) makes your life that much simpler and so you can focus on the important things in life, like erections.
Because honestly, I feared for a while that my days of morning wood were over... but since I lost so much weight and perhaps even more importantly since I recommitted myself to 'absolutely no touching my cock in any sexual way at all without permission from my beloved Mistress' it seems that things have changed.
This morning, for example, I awoke with the most throbbing of hard-ons... which made it all the tougher to get out of bed rather than just lying still and enjoying the feeling. Was I tempted to give it a playful squeeze? Of course, there wouldn't be any fun doing this if I didn't, would there? But I did not, and honestly I'm kind of terrified that breaking this rule that seems to have rejuvenated me so dramatically would ruin this new found energy.
Honestly, if you're a younger guy whose dick is always begging for attention, then good on ya. But you know, one day things will probably be slightly different, and once you've known a difficult period it really makes you appreciate being rock hard without even trying.
As I was driving home tonight, I started thinking about the next story I'm going to write - the one I mentioned the other day, and as I got near to being home I realised my cock was hard. Now hopefully that means it's a winner, but even if that story never gets written, it's a joyous moment when your cock gets hard just thinking about stuff.
Especially in the evening... because morning wood is one thing, that's when testosterone is at it's peak, but 8pm at night after a long day at work followed by visiting my elderly mother, and starving hungry because it's weigh day tomorrow... that's quite different.
And yeah, it feels AWESOME!
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