College Chastity Choice Game 2

I was emptying the dishwasher when the doorbell rang.

Lindsey is preparing her next class, so he goes to the door. It might be an Amazon package they forgot, but once I get there, it's not! It's Ray, one of my friends who live nearby. What is he doing here? I smile.

"Ray?"

"Hey dude, I am a bit in a pickle and I was wondering if you could help me"

"Depends on what it is", I reply

"Well, I was wowing my lawn"

"Oh, oh", I say. He got his lawnmower from his father when his parents moved into a condo in Cocoa Beach and he's been having issues with it.

"Yeah, exactly. I think it finally died, so I want to buy a new one and I know you love yours"

"Oh, I didn't expect that", I say, surprised

"Huh?"

"I was expecting you to want to borrow mine while yours is in the shop", I say, laughing. It's not the first time.

"Well, I wouldn't say no for tonight, since even if I find it in a shop, the batteries won't be charged, you know?"

"But you can also do it tomorrow", I say

"Oh, sorry, I didn't want to impose, if you don't want to lend me yours..."

"Oh, no, wait, I just meant, we could go to my store, and you can mow your lawn tomorrow if you are eager to try yours. You might not get the exact same model"

"Why not?", says Ray

"There's a new cool model with one more battery pack, wait, I have an idea. Your electric chainsaw and your drills, they are DeWalt tools, right?", I tell him

"Yeah, why?"

"Well, they share the battery pack, but DeWalt also makes electric lawnmowers, which uses 2 of the same battery pack"

"But it's not like I swap them, each came with its own"

"Ray? What if you run out of power, you can just take your other two batteries, and actually finish the work."

"I didn't think of that. But is it good?"

"It's a lawnmower, Ray. It cuts grass"

"But don't you cut the grass at the college?"

I laugh. "On a tractor. It's not the same thing. We have a whole campus. You have a small lawn"

"Man, I don't know what I would without you as a friend"

On that. Lindsey speaks.

"You would do fine, Ray", she says, coming close to me.

"Oh, hey Lindsey, sorry to bother you guys, I am a little overwhelmed with the homeowner association and all"

"Hey, don't apologize. Is your wife doing better? Your daughter?"

"My daughter is doing her nights, thank God! I think she only woke up once over the last two weeks. That's a huge relief"

"And the mother?", asks Lindsey, putting her hand on my shoulder.

"Still postpartum depression. I try to help"

"I know, man", I say. Putting my hand on his shoulder. Perhaps that's what Linsdey was trying to say by putting her hand on my shoulder.

"Thanks", says Ray, crying a little.

"Hey, come here dude", I say, opening my arms. Yeah, I can hug. I am not emotionally stunted like most men I know.

Ray doesn't speak, I just hug him, and I can feel him opening up emotionally. I know Lindsey will congratulate me. She is part of the reason I manage to open up on my side. She actually likes that I am available on that level.

After he cried a little, I tell him. "It's ok to come for emotional support, you don't need to talk about lawnmowers to see your friend, you know?"

"Oh, my lawnmower did die, but I admit, perhaps I came over for some support. We fought and I sort of took my time mowing the lawn. But, can I ask a personal question?"

"Sure"

"So you are still wearing it?"

"Wearing it?", I say

"The thing...", he says, all shy

"Oh, right, sorry, I didn't think about it when we hugged"

"I thought it was for concentrating on your studies", says Ray, all confused

"Oh, it was. It was a Hail Mary to save my semester, but as you know, I failed and dropped out"

"Yeah, so why are you still in chastity?", he says

"Because we like it?", says Lindsey

"Yeah, pretty much", I say. "It's like squash. You enjoy it after our college class and kept playing, but I only play to have fun with you."

"No, I get that, but like, what's the fun in it?"

"Huh?", I say

"You have your dick locked in chastity and can't have sex unless Lindsey unlocks you, I mean, I wouldn't want my wife to have that power", he says

Lindsey replies.

"And you wouldn't want to be in chastity, certainly not with her in postpartum depression, and the baby. You wouldn't be happy at all. Chastity is fun when you actually do something with it, you know? Like we try to do something every night. Well, almost, last Friday we had to go to a birthday party for one of my aunts in Orlando and were too exhausted to do anything when we came back"

"No, I get that, but I guess that's the information I wasn't getting. I didn't know you actually unlocked him almost every night. That's good to know", he says

"Oh, she doesn't, that's the idea", I say

"Then I don't get it. She just says you do something every night"

"Well, yeah. Last night, I put on a strap-on and we had sex with it", I say

"Wait, I didn't want to hear that", says Ray, ill at ease

"Oh, sorry, I didn't speak to inconvenience you, you seamed curious", I say, a little remorseful.

"Well, I am, but like, I don't want to make you think of a bad memory, you know?", he says

"What bad memory?"

"The memory of not actually having sex last night"

"Ray, that's our usual routine. ", I say

"Yeah, he is chastity, so for us, sex doesn't involve his penis. That's how we live", says Lindsey

"What? And you aren't, like ashamed of it?", says Ray

"Why would I be? I give orgasms to my wife every night, well, except when we come home at 2 in the morning", I say, smiling.

"Well, sometimes you still do", she says, laughing

"Right, but not after your aunt's party"

"I couldn't have been in the mood even if I wanted to", she says, kissing me.

"So you guys are fine with it?"

"Of course, otherwise we wouldn't do it", I say

"But she could withhold the key, you know? Force you not to have sex"

"Well, she could, but I mean, it's a flimsy little lock. I could use pliers and break it off. It's not like, foolproof. And I do have sex, just, differently "

"But you don't get orgasms?"

"No, I don't. And I love it", I say

"I don't get it. So, when was your last one?"

"Oh, shit. Do you recall, Lindsey?"

"I think it was Christmas, I feel like it was"

"What the fuck, Barry, so like 9 months ago? My daughter wasn't even born yet the last time you ejaculated?"

"No, I ejaculated a few weeks ago. I thought we were talking about orgasms"

"Wait, how can you ejaculate without an orgasm?", he says, all confused

"Well, we have this prostate massager, so Lindsey presses it against my seminal glands and sort of milks the sperm out"

"Ok, can we drop the subject? So, you think I should get a DeWalt?"

"Well, to leverage your current battery packs. I'll go with you to Home Depot if you'd like, they probably have one", I say

But my wife doesn't let go.

"Ray, society tells us that sex is dirty and shameful, and that if you do anything other than the basic missionary position in a monogamous marriage, you are a deviant and a good for nothing. Do you know what that creates?"

"Huh?"

"It breeds homophobia, racism, slut-shaming and other similar discriminations. Barry and I love each other. We are close emotionally, physically and have fun. We are happy. Why should we be ashamed of our we live our lives?"

"I guess you shouldn't"

"So why should you be ashamed for us? Neither of us is cheating on the other, neither of us is lying, deceptive or angry."

"But Barry doesn't get orgasms", says Ray, confused

"You told me that you don't get to eat beef in your house", says Lindsey

"No, my wife is against it. Says it's bad for the environment"

"Well, Barry does. We eat burgers and steaks. From our point of you, you are missing out on something greater than a 30-second orgasm once in a while"

He looks at her.

"When is the last time you had sex with your wife, Ray. You don't need to answer"

"You know", he says, ashamed.

"I do?", says Lindsey

"Give or take a few weeks"

"Oh shit, you weren't intimate since your wife became pregnant"

He turns red. That was all confirmation Lindsey needed

"Then you can't understand, Ray. You just can't. You are projecting your need for intimacy on Barry. It's perfectly understandable"

"Need for intimacy?", says Ray

"Yeah, sex is more than orgasms. It provides intimacy. Sometimes, we have sex on an evening for over an hour without me getting an orgasm, perhaps due to my hormones, or I had to take painkillers, whatever. But we still get our intimacy needs get fulfilled", Lindsay says.

"My own intimacy needs have never been more satisfied, Ray. I don't expect you to understand, but instead of chasing for an orgasm, I chase an intimate connection to my wife, an emotional bond. And I get it. Every night. It seems like you don't and that saddens me", I say, putting my hand again on his shoulder.

"Thanks Man. Listen, I can go buy my lawnmower. My two batteries are charged already, so I should be ok. I guess I need some time to search my soul a little. "

"Ray?", says Lindsey

"Yes?"

"Your wife was pregnant, and sick for most of her pregnancy. It was normal for her not to want sex. She had your daughter being built inside of her. And now, she is depression due to hormonal imbalances. But she will come back. She just gave you a child, Ray. Give her time and she will be back"

"I know, I know. She is smiling again"

"That's good", I say

"Sorry to have burdened you, and to have invaded your privacy"

"Hey, you didn't. It might feel weird to you, but it's our normal daily life for us.", I tell him.

He thanks us and leaves.

"Do you think he will be ok?", asks Lindsey

"Like many men, he connects emotionally through sex and now that his wife is distant I don't think he can even understand his own emotions. Just think about Steven"

"You know what this conversation caused in me, right?", says Lindsey

"You want a big juicy fat burger?"

"Oh you know me so well...", says, laughing

"It's because I want the same thing. I'll finish with the dishwasher and fire up the grill"

"No, let me handle the dishwasher. I'll also put fries in the fryer"

"Fries? What's the occasion?"

"The occasion is that once again, I feel like we love each other more than others do. Why did I get so lucky?", she says

"You? Lucky? You settled, I am the one who is lucky"

"Now, that's crazy talk", she says, pinching my butt.

But she did. I can't believe otherwise... she is so much hotter than I am, and she actually completed her degree!