AUALISM: PRACTICE

LINKS: AURALISM

             ORAL TRAINING 

Practicing my deethroat skills on my dildo.

I didn't go into slime mode on this one Like fellow blogger RUB MY BUTCH.  But it was quite fun taking it as far down as I possibly could. 

It is very easy for me to get self-conscious especially with the bigger dicks to feel like I’m just not pleasing them right when I can't go down all the way. 

Ironically, I’ve had just the opposite response.

Guys some how love my head. 

I do take my time. I do savor the taste, the smell, the texture and I get very involved in enjoying every inch never forgetting there are testicles, a taint, and the whole package of a man to please.

But for training purposes in this audio clip, my goal is to exercise that throat. And yes. I thoroughly enjoy the dildo as well.

TODAY'S PICK: RESHEATHED

LINK: TODAYS PICK

After reading RESHEATHED by Rub My Butch, I was inspired to search for an audio of my own current throat training.  I should have it up in a few days.

Class is in session as Rub My Butch demonstrates his deepthroating skills on a hollow sheath.

 

Maybe it's for purposes of not getting too messy or maybe it is something he enjoys doing.  He tends to suck up his saliva usually just before it falls and or gets sloppy.

The last video is the golden video.  The moment I enjoyed.  That moment when for a second he lets go a bit, explaining the strings as it runs down his beard during his discussion.  He goes down his throat as if to tell himself, "I'm not through with you."

The gag.  

That wonderful spit.

Often there is this curious and even a bit of entitling urge to see a Dom or top get a taste of his own medicine; even if he is self administering it. 

Being a man that almost always or at least have experienced for myself what I put my bottoms through helps me to understand deeper the command or demand I have for that sub at the time.

"...Cocksucker trick for the day.  You keep gagging two or three times, your mouth is full of J-Lube.  You are the perfect throat fuck." - Rub My Butch 

The last few seconds of video three is golden.

"Guys won't tell you. They'll just fuck you in the throat and make it happen.  Some know what they're doing, some don't..."  - Rub My Butch

And then there's guys like me that know how to get there, take it there but just never knew exactly how to put it to words. The author puts it into action and words most eloquently.

THERE’S A HOLE THERE

April 1, 2026

   Wednesday 

My dentist told me I had a hole the size of Rhode Island. 

That was a little personal Doc but um, okay. 🥴

Oh he was talking about my tooth.

Good news it salvageable.

Now I just have to work on my other hole. 🧐

AURALISM: LOGAN

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                                   LOGAN

Hotel room in Brentwood CA.

                      August 30, 2024

The sound of flesh clapping, Logan moaning, and me breathing heavy from a rigorous sexual work out.

The rhythmic plowing produces melodic queef like sounds that always delivers me into overdrive.

JUST THE TIP

 

FRIDAY

March 28, 2026

               Friday 

             1:50 pm

Usually masturbation don't leave me sexually frustrated.  Many see it as a last resort to not getting any.   Not I.  I totally embrace self pleasure.  Not as something that I just have to settle for because another person isn't available, but as the main course that will bring me the ultimate satisfaction.  

Lately however, my attempts at self pleasure has been that of sheer frustration and annoyance.

Since my husband has been working from home, I haven't had the privacy to do the extra that I enjoy. 

Even when closing the door to the office room he works in provides very little privacy whenever he comes out for breaks.

My Bate times have been reduced to quick rub outs. 

My idea of turning the garage we rent into my bating headquarters  was thwarted when I almost got caught beating my meat by maintenance in the apartment complex. 

One of the staff noticed that the garage was open about one fifth of the way.  The maintenance person (which is a lady) used her opener to test if the door was working, raising the door up.  I quickly ran to stop it from going any further.

"It's me. I'm in here."

"Oh! She said. I'm so sorry," She laughed nervously.  

I don't know what she thought I was doing in there but the last few times I saw her and one of the male workers, they were giggle their asses off.  

"Yeah they know." 

Taking about major embarrassment. 

Kind of funny.  Kind of.  If it were someone else.

Hook ups, cruising, and kink sessions have been pretty much non existent as well since Boss's health change last year.

It is usually not a big deal if I'm not getting together with dudes.  But

not having an outlet to jerk it has been the breaking point in my patience.

Approximately 3:00pm

I'm in the telegram chat groups sending out bat signals.

"Anyone in Sac, I'm looking to fuck." 

I search Sniffies. 

Nothing. 

I put a message on the Sniffies board.

Nothing.

The last resort is the place with the fuck van.

Since I have been getting so-so results out of there lately, I figure, "Why not!"

I go in, pay for the king size room with the shower, strip, shower up, wrap the towel around me and get ready to head out on the floor.

Before I hit the floor where the van is, I migrate down the hallway to check out who's in the public showers.  There's no one for now. I turn around and walk down the hall.  As I get to the end where my room is, I look across the way and see a silhouette of a beefy guy.  The room is dark. I can only see the his silhouette.

I walk in slowly.  I can see him a little better. There is still a mystique to who this gentleman is.  

"Do you suck dick," he asks.

"Yes indeed!"

"Come in and turn the light up."

I turn the light up and adjust the lighting so that it is dim but light enough to see what he looks like.  

He is a good looking Thirty-Something maybe Samoan guy with broad shoulders, nice guns, a round but not overtly large belly.  He is thick in all the right places.  He has a pretty thick one between his legs.  He is sitting on the edge of the bed with his legs open.

There's a pillow on the ground. 

"Get that pillow and get on your knees," he commanded in a calm yet  authoritative manner.

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NOT AS BAD AS EXPECTED

 Friday 27, 2026

The conversation with the narcissist went better than I expected.  Yeah I got the "You need to be more responsible with your father's affairs" talk.  

I didn't refute.  I simply acknowledged my mistake, explained why it happened and gave my plan on how to rectify the situation.  The situation was handled.  The person was happy, I can go on about my day, all is right for now.

I acknowledged my mistake. Made a plan to fix it and a whole nasty conversation was avoided.  

I know when I am wrong and don't have a problem admitting it.  I'm also learning that I don't need nor should I go any further than that.  The less I try to justify, defend and share my point of view the less ammunition it gives this person.  I don't try any more. I don't need to.  When I am wrong I will acknowledge it, fix it and move on.