Feliz Cumpleanos

Oh - and for the guy who asked how to find me on socials; I'm RubMyButch on Scruff, on Grindr, on Whatsapp, on Bluesky. I would love to chat with guys about this stuff, especially if you have questions or notes. 

 I never actually took Spanish class, but one of the programs I was in had a rotating language unit where we learned something like a hundred words and how to have at least a basic conversation with someone to find your plane, ask someone to pass you the butter, kind of thing. I remember her trying to get us to pronounce the tilde, the weird little enye ñ that none of us knew, because my elementary school was REALLY white, and I remember the Russian teacher never even got past the alphabet, which I wish she would have skipped... but everybody has their way. But she told us about the difference in "anos" and "años," and that the first one means butthole, while the second one is years... so if you don't use the enye, you are telling someone "Happy Extra Butthole Day." HER teaching was awesome... clearly it's still stuck in my brain. Not only did we get food (the last day was a little in-class feast, with such hits as tortilla with butter and pieces of fruit we had to name in order to ask for them. Happy Extra Butthole Day has always been a thing floating around in my brain, and on this afternoon... I get plenty of butthole. And throathole. 

Is slow-mo jerking like ASMR for anybody else? Just me? 

So - this actually happened on my birthday. I haven't gotten around to writing about it, but it was AWE-SOME... my Husband went with me to the baths, and we both fucked our way through the place like Tarzan swinging from vine to vine - it was one hot fuck after another. 

But I don't have a lot of notes. I feel like I dashed off some text about it, but I can't seem to find who I sent it to, and I don't even remember clearly if I did. 

If I discover more notes later, maybe I'll go in and rewrite. But probably not. I'm trying not to string things too far out into the past, because my memory gets blurry and it becomes a frustrating struggle to remember things correctly - because I try to keep it as honest and as factual as possible, because I want to have that record, and also because who needs to make things up, when it's really this hot? 

So, Husband gets there a little before I do - by the time I get my lights set up and my room as weird as I like it, tools and toys in place... he's balls deep in some guy, and I see him on my first quarter of a trip around the center. I lean in and watch for a minute, but I don't feel invited to join right away, so I let them be. I haven't walked through, yet. 

And there's some really fun fuckery... that I can't remember the details. But things get WELL started. 

And then, I run into this hot couple, and we have a LOT of fun, and make video of a bunch of it. 

I hate to do this, but I'm going to just post the video, at least for now. 

If I find the notes, I find the notes. 

Another boy joins in, and I beat his ass. 

 

If I say something like, "Wait for it... you'll feel it..." when the boy's throat gags around my cock, his asshole convulses around his partner's cock. And for a while, two of my fingers. It was a LOT of fun.