Tuesday, September 18, 2012

The EverReady Bunny Needs A Boost

So there I was happily groveling on my hands, knees, elbows, hips, and stomach, eating my sushi dinner from in between She-Who-Visits french manicured toes. The spare foot ground my cock into the marble floor. She had made a show of insisting it be "covered" so the condom, with whatever the hell "pleasure enhancer" is, would keep me from actual contact with the sole of her beach worn foot. So as she fed me with one foot and pushed and polished me with the other, we were both caught in perverse bliss. Pedidexterous is her term for her prehensile hooves.

Then all of a sudden, I went limp. Actually, it was agonizingly gradual. I got distracted and eventually I was reduced to flaccid, floppy, frustration.

"Hey Thumper, this is not like you. What's going on?"

What's not going on? Like, maybe I'm tired, (I had packed the car that morning, driven us from Sanibel to Miami, and unpacked us to the condo); or maybe I was distracted because worry for my wife creeps in unexpectedly, (she has great friends who come by when I'm away and a part time caretaker who helps out); or perhaps I was distracted by going to work the next day, juggling She returning her on-line shopping rejects, and getting her to the airport. Nah, nothing going on. But I was not to be deterred.

"I have some Levitra! Let's experiment with better living through chemicals!", I eagerly suggested.

"Oh no, I don't believe in that, even if it is doctor prescribed. Last thing I want is you having a heart attack on me."

"But what about all the meds you take? It's a momentary solution for a momentary problem."

"No, and that's the end of it."

Seemed a little rigid...okay roll your eyes and read on.

Mind you, fifteen minutes before we left for the airport yesterday She got me naked and she foot fucked my brains out to my first orgasm in two and a half months.

But the whole thing got me to thinking that there really shouldn't be any stigma or fear attached to adding a little extra charge in the tank if it's needed. And these marathon chastity sessions are just unnecessary.

Ah well, mostly I'm blessed with a dog's dick; happy, wagging, and loyal. I was just disappointed She didn't want us both to continue our bliss on this rarest of evenings together.


Her Majesty's Plaything said...

Hi Advo:

Sorry to hear your favorite organ (temporarily) let you down. Glad he stood up and snapped to attention before she left though.

Yes this sometimes happens. Could be lots of reasons; exhaustion, stress, anxiety and of course aging doesn't help. I am certainly not as eager as I was 20 years ago. On the other hand I can't imagine going for two and half months. That's just amazing.

I have had similar things happen to me on rare occasions. I just have to shrug and turn it over. You and I both have a lot of things going in our lives most of which are not very sexy. Actually my stress has caused an increase rather than a decrease in my primal urges but being a care giver effects people in different and unpredictable ways.

As for taking boner pills I have never done so. Not sure weather I would or not. But if Her Majesty said no it would mean no. I would not do so without her consent.

The sushi feeding, knob polishing trick sounds extremely hot! I often orgasm at Her Majesty's feet but we've never tried it with sushi!

Miss Margo said...

Hi Advo!

"But the whole thing got me to thinking that there really shouldn't be any stigma or fear attached to adding a little extra charge in the tank if it's needed. And these marathon chastity sessions are just unnecessary."

I don't think there should be any stimga or fear attached to using ED meds at all. I have no idea why anyone would find these drugs controversial. They are safe, non-addictive, and they do not alter mood or intoxicate the user. I don't see what the problem is.

I have had partners who used ED meds with excellent results. The stuff works. It's not an aphrodisiac or something that's going to make you wack out. It just facilitates normal functioning, that's all.

Why do you think She objects to the meds? I know one or two other women who don't like it when their partners use the meds either, and my impression is that they find the meds threatening, or that taking the meds would somehow mean that she was insufficiently arousing. I think that this attitude is silly--like a man being threatened by a vibrator--but everyone's different.

And how on earth do you manage two and a half months, Advo? Jeez, I'm impressed with your control, but I'd start to lose my mind after three or four days. Lordy.

The sushi-eating sounds hot. I have never fed anyone with my feet, but I do like hand-feeding, and also eating from bowls on the floor. Hot stuff! YEAH!

advochasty said...


I had actually thought about just taking the "wood pill" but I wanted her to be okay with it. I actually knew she didn't like them, but I figured I'd ask and present the option. We see each so rarely I didn't want the moment to pass.

I've only taken erection enhancement drugs once and it worked incredibly well. The only side effect was that I had a stuffy nose. The pill made the difference between a great time and a disappointing, issue ridden, difficulty. I completely agree with Margo. Why should anyone have a problem? I hate the tern "erectile disfunction". They should call them "happy hard-on" pills.

As to the two and a half months; I'm just not going to put myself through it anymore unless inspired by a virtual keyholder. Even then, the same effect can be acheived over the course of a couple of weeks or a month. I'm done with extreme sporting.

advochasty said...


I couldn't agree more. I just don't get her objection. You may be right that "artificial enhancement" offends her sense of wanting to be desired. She also is a world class humiliatrix (which I love) and can't resist poking at weakness. So left unaddressed, my momentary lapse could have presented some issues of self doubt for me.

However, my rejected offer to safely and sanely chemically enhance put the ball in her court. It was all on her and I didn't feel badly at all. She had some sort of medically based aversion. Like she was signing on for this dangerous experience in which she had to worry about me blowing up through my dick. Jesus...

Your comment was refreshing and reassuring. Thanks.

I'm off the marathon chastity thing. Too much work for not enough reward.

The sushi thing was hot. She put the food in a large bowl and I just thought she was going to have me eat from the bowl on the floor. All of sudden she stomped on all three pieces and then wedged one between her big toe and the next little piggy.

When I'd eaten what she considered my fill she poured water in the bowl and told me to clean her feet with my tongue.

I was in heaven. The scene would make a great commercial for hard on helpers and the kinkster set!

Her Majesty's Plaything said...

I agree that there should not be a stigma attached to taking ED meds. Unfortunately there are some side effects that I would have to learn more about before taking them. HM would also have to weigh in cause anything that effects my health also effects her. Not saying I wouldn't take them but I would have to do some research first. Thankfully I haven't needed them so it hasn't been an issue.

Saving my orgasms for HM has changed my outlook somewhat. I used to feel I needed an orgasm a day to keep the doctor away. Now I concentrate more on quality and less on quantity. While she doesn't insist on controlling my orgasms I think she appreciates that I wait for her. An orgasm shared with HM is much more pleasurable than one enjoyed alone, especially after a few days of "on my honor" chastity. But I'm with you. I'm not going for the world record or anything. Between 2 and 5 days is pretty much my limit.

Miss Margo said...

Glad I could help, Advo.

I think there are a lot of misconceptions about these drugs out there. Some people seem to think that the meds make the user super horny, which just isn't the case. It just temporarily increases blood circulation in the event a man becomes aroused, that's all. That's what I told a woman I know who felt offended that her boyfriend used Viagra--that it had nothing to do with his libido and nothing to do with his desire for her.

If the guy needs it, these meds are just a win-win for both partners. ED is way more inconvenient and demoralizing than eating a pill.

The TV commercials are kinda scary, though--"If you have an erection that lasts more than 5 hours, seek medical attention right away!" Yeah, that would be awful, but it almost never happens. The stuff is probably safer than Tylenol, unless you're also taking other meds which could cause an interaction.

Am repeating myself. Have a nice weekend!

Aarkey said...

I don't have any strong opinions about ED meds, I guess much like any other medication - they can serve a purpose.

I do know that I'm glad I haven't taken them, but I'm also only 42.

My emotional state can definitely affect my experiences in my life - all aspects of my life. Not just kink, or sex, but really pretty much everything.

And sometimes my emotions are so overwhelming that the impact is huge. And the idea of taking a pill to get over it is something that for me both holds an appeal and a risk - on a myriad of levels. And that's not to judge how others live their lives, and what they do to enjoy it - or make it easier or more fun, but I know for me that's a slippery slope, and I'm grateful I haven't had to step on to it. There are some bridges I just can't cross until I arrive at them. And because of that I can't judge anyone else who's crossing them, as I can't know what it's like to walk in those shoes.

Either way, I'm grateful for you that things went well the next day. And I do agree that "going the distance" doesn't make the chastity experience any more enjoyable. However, that doesn't mean that I don't see some merit in it - if only for the purpose of the sacrifice.

I haven't gone near the lengths you have, 28 days is my longest. It was rough, even to the point where it was punishing. And because of all that's gone on in my life, it was far more than just physically punishing, it was also a very emotional experience.

I'm grateful I did it. And if I were "required" to do it again, I would strive to make that demonstration of sacrifice and submission. But I also know that I would really rather not. And the release after that duration was no better for me emotionally or physically than it is after 10 days either.

advochasty said...


Side effects certainly vary from person to person. Like I said, the one time I did take the plunge I had a bit of a stuffy nose. The payoff was well worth it. I really view them as recreational and fun rather than medicinal and dangerous.

I got the scrip a few years ago as it had been such a long time since I'd had intercourse I was a bit self conscious and nervous. I was just disappointed that the one woman I've been regularly intimate with, albeit not "doing it" with, over the past few years had such a strong aversion to even giving it a whirl.

I totally agree that saving one's orgasm for your one true domme is an act of love, commitment, and is way hot.

advochasty said...

Margo -

Did your explanation help your friend? Your understanding of the drug is mine. It's a circulatory enhancer not a horn dog pill.

Most pharma commercials are scary.

What would one do with a five hour boner anyway. Shoo, go way, down boy!!!

advochasty said...

Aarkey -

My stint was self imposed. It was not requested and certainly not required. I have noticed that more recently if I spend a longer time in chastity he seems to forget he's there rather than long for release. So maybe there's a happy median.

I'm really quite pleased to have tried the happy hard on drug myself. It's comforting to know that Captain Jack will be at full mast for many years to come.

I totally hear you about the slippery slope though. Especially for us addiction prone folk using a substance to address a problem is fraught with issues. However, in my opinion, this non-addictive fix is nothing but upside.