Temperatures dropped to below zero this weekend. This meant we had the fire on pretty much non-stop all weekend, which was nice. I love having a cosy open fire.
We played Path of Exile most of the weekend. It was really fun – got our main characters up to level 61 and we’re on the last act in the final difficulty mode, which means engame is coming up soon. This will of course involve more farming and grinding, but the gameplay is fun and the progression is interesting, so it’s holding my attention pretty well. We had several gaming breaks over the weekend.
I fancied one such break on Saturday and decided upon a snuggle next to the fire. I laid some duvets out and blankets and got him to bring up some pillows for extra comfort. We lay there for a while, holding each other, in front of the fire, listening to it crackle and feeling the heat on our backs. It was peaceful, serene. I thought to myself “more couples should do stuff like this”. Just to take an hour out of our day and spend some time together, in each other’s presence and company.
We chatted for a little bit and my hand eventually wandered downwards to gauge his reaction to possible playtime. He responded well, smiling at me and moaning quietly when my hand brushed his cock. I produced some massage oil and sat upwards, having him lie on his back in front of the fire. Oil is something you have to be particularly careful with being so close to the fire, I put the fire guard up, just to be sure nothing would spit out at him or cause him any distress. I brought him ever so slowly to orgasm with long powerful strokes, lots of oil and lots of attention. I felt like he was on edge a little bit and later learned that he was having some pain in his eye – a burst blood vessel or something, that could have been the cause of it. He enjoyed the orgasm anyhow and I cleaned him up and held him for a little while. Later on, we had a little smoke and he repayed the favour, artfully bringing me to orgasm from nothing. I was surprised at how fast I came with very little thought, although, I guess my actions earlier, watching his reactions to my teasing was still very fresh in my mind.
Sunday was lazy – sausages for breakfast, a nice Sunday roast dinner and lots of gaming. He had suggested the previous evening that today might be a “green day” (a day in which, I can paint him with green body paint all over and have my wicked way with him – weird fetish of mine), but the temperature and our energy levels were both substantially lower. I’d much rather it on a day where we both felt energetic and well, warm. Instead, we got really stoned, had a shower later that evening and I sent him to sleep after some nice oral, hand and vibratory stimulation. I think the shower desensitised him a little bit, I still think he enjoyed it, but perhaps not as much as he normally would have done. It seemed to take a lot of “effort” for him to cum. He said that it’s nothing I’ve done wrong, but I felt the need to go off and read up on lots of technique articles today. Not just to brush up, but to learn what other people do.
I think it’s important that we pull our resources as much as possible on topics such as sex. Sex is one of those things that can either make you really really happy or really really miserable. It’s also one of those things that I think, in our society, is incredibly overlooked as a way to attaining happiness. Everything seems to revolve around ideals of people getting married, having babies and buying as much crap as possible before they die when, in reality, that shit doesn’t necessarily make you happy. If more people were open about sex and what they do and don’t like – pegging for example. If you suggested “pegging” to most straight men they’d be like…. What? that’s gay. In reality, a lot of pleasure can be gained from it. A lot of people hide who they really are and what they really like because of how society has shaped them into thinking how they “should” act. What’s so wrong with just being yourself?