I Teach You How I Do It (my personal JOI pt 1) (Episode 20, Friends-with-benefits series - Lonely Leader)

Transcript

As you listen to this audio roleplay, I invite you to use headphones and imagine yourself as the main character of this story. Hey baby, I'm just filling up my water bottle before coming to bed, do you need me to fill up yours? Oh my god, who's the sassy one now? Are you flirting with me, you sexy thing? No, no, no, I'm just teasing.

But you started it. And you do look a little hot and bothered over there. Oh yes you do.

Your cedar skin is shimmery and shiny and reddish bronze like a penny. Even in just this dim candlelight, I can see you glowing across the room. Right, right, it's just really cozy under the covers.

Uh-huh, yeah, like I haven't heard that one before. I know when that beautiful blushing face of yours isn't about body temperature, baby. Your gaze betrays you, my dear.

I can tell how happy you are to see me. But I can also tell how exhausted you are. And so we're going to save those sexy little thoughts for a day when you've got more pep in your step and more hump in your rump.

No, no, no, I insist. Doctor's orders, remember? Well, she wasn't that specific, but she did tell you to rest and take it easy.

Your flu turned into frickin' bronchitis, dude. I know, I know it's getting better. It's much better, actually.

And I'm really glad because you fuckin' scared me. But look, you still can barely breathe even just trying to sit up in bed. This isn't time for horizontal jumping jacks, you know? It's okay, we can cuddle.

Oh my god. Now that was sassy. Oh my goodness.

I don't think I've ever heard you be that forward before. Yeah, you usually shut me up with slaps and kisses when I make bad puns and thinly veiled innuendos like that. Oh my god.

Is this you being horny? Oh, I know, I know. And frustrated? I mean, if you want, we can try that thing again where you lie down and I just take care of you.

Yeah, yeah, I know. You get out of breath that way too. I'm sorry, I'm sorry baby.

I don't mean to laugh. I know, all this health shit is a nightmare for you. Okay, yeah.

How is it more than that? Yeah, I know you adore me. I love you too.

What are you talking about? Of course you know me. There's no one who knows me better.

Oh, right, right. Yeah, I guess there are some things you still don't fully know about me yet. Yeah, yeah, that's true.

We never did get around to playing our next game of Pet the Jaguar with me as the kitty in question. But I'm afraid to remind you, mi amor, that that game involves physical activities you can't partake in at this time. Oh, like just watch? Ah, okay.

Oh, observing but not reciprocating. Ooh la la. You really just want to know how I get myself off? No, it's okay, I don't mind.

I mean, I'm the one who invented this game. And I am a bit of an exhibitionist. Yeah, I have no problem showing you what I like.

But isn't that going to be even more frustrating for you if you're just looking and not participating? Uh-huh. Learning is definitely one of your favorite things.

And learning your favorite person is even more of a favorite thing. Mm-hmm, I see. Oh, yes? And what are you hoping to find out? Uh-huh.

Mm-hmm, okay. Yeah, yeah, I like the sound of that. Well, then, are we still playing this game with a timer? Yeah, but roughly what kind of time frame are we looking at? Well, like, for example, do you want five minutes of quickie highlights? Or 45 minutes of comprehensive detailed coverage of my wanking ways? Oh, wow.

I don't know. With full demonstrations? That seems extensive.

Yeah, you sure that won't take your breath away? Wow, you really don't mind my terrible puns now, do you? Yeah, I'm surprised you didn't flinch at that one.

Oh, okay, well, if you think you can handle it, then maybe I'm the one who won't be able to. Yeah, this lengthy scenario you proposed sounds like a lot of work for me. And I am still recovering from this flu too, you know.

Well, maybe I could manage. I might need some verbal encouragement along the way to get through it all, though. Think you could oblige? Oh, more than words? I told you, you're not supposed to exert yourself.

Like what? Yes, I do like hugs and kisses. Alright then, how might we make that happen? Okay, so sure, just sit in front of you.

Yeah, just put your arms and legs around me. Okay, yeah, with my back against your chest. Is it putting too much pressure on your lungs? Or making it harder to breathe or anything like that? Okay, okay.

Usually it's the other way around, and I'm the one holding you. This is nice. Yeah, this is very nice indeed.

You give me goosebumps, baby. I feel like I'm getting a fever from the flu all over again. So, what do you want to learn? What can I teach you tonight? Well, there's lots of things that get me feeling some kind of way.

Yeah, yeah, even when I'm sick. Well, I guess it depends if I'm on my own or with a seductive partner like you. Well, it's kind of hard to pretend I'm alone right now.

Ignore your kisses. You clearly haven't kissed yourself before. You obviously don't realize your smooches steal the scene every time.

No, no, no, I'm not avoiding the question. I'm just distracted right now by your lips tickling my jugular. What was it you asked about again? Right, right, right, right.

How I stoke my own embers. Well, what exactly do you want to know? Where? As in, where in my house or where on my body? Well, typically, if I'm at home or in my van or hotel or Airbnb or whatever, I'm usually just in bed, you know, nothing fancy.

But I also really enjoy a discreet hidden spot out in the great outdoors. Yeah, uh-huh, yeah. It feels so liberating and expansive.

I mean, nothing that exposes non-consenting folks to stuff they don't want to see, of course. I keep it private. What about you? Yeah, yeah, I do know you love a nice soak in the tub.

Oh, for real? I didn't know that. I mean, it makes sense.

But yeah, I am discovering yet again that you and your favorite hobbies are spicier than I realized. I'm definitely learning a lot right now, too. And just to clarify, is that like just a self-pleasure thing? Or might you like the two of us to have some fun in the kitchen or the dining room sometime, too? Awesome, awesome.

I'm taking notes here. I told you, we're both studying important material tonight. Okay, okay, back to me.

Well, I start pretty typically, I guess. Lying down on my back or sitting like this. But then, usually at some point, when I feel edged enough and I'm ready to burst, then I'll flip over onto my stomach or kneel and then grind against something and finish off that way.

Yeah, yeah, it's typically like a whole self-care event for me. Oh yeah, I settle in for some serious me time. And I like to really pamper myself.

Yes, yes, pamper is the word I'm going with. Well, for one, it's not actually about cumming, although that happens plenty. Yeah, yeah, it's more about getting out of my head and into my body, you know? It's like a mindfulness practice.

But my goal is not to orgasm. My goal is to notice and enjoy whatever pleasant sensations are there. I guess it's more like tantric sex or making love to myself in a way.

Yeah, like I'm exploring all the different parts of my body and all the different pathways to pleasure. Yeah, yeah, more meditative. Yeah.

I mean, it's not like a trance or ritual or anything like that. It's just a way I use to sink fully into myself. Well, I guess I try to zone in on my breathing first.

And then after that, I scan through different parts of my body. No plan or goal. Just try to be present.

Let go. Allow what's there. Noticing without judging anything that comes up.

Be it physical or mental or emotional or spiritual. Not trying to control it or resist it. Just observing and experiencing it.

And after some deep breathing, I'll concentrate on the various physical sensations I feel in my body. Things I can tangibly feel or see or hear or taste or smell in this moment. When I focus in on each of my senses, then it's so much easier for me to quiet my mind for a while.

All those thoughts, beliefs, worries, and existential crises, I can put them aside for a bit. While I pay attention to just the physical sensations. That's what I want my lovers to do.

To take me out of my thoughts and into my body. But it's a delicate, slow dance in process. And it takes finesse and nuance and strategy to help me feel safe in my own skin.

And to be able to fully explore my pleasure and just really feel everything in my body. So, when I masturbate, I try to bring myself to this same mindful state. I do my best to ignore and quiet the background noise of all my inner critics and psychological insecurities.

And instead, I come back into myself. Into my body. Being compassionate and loving towards myself.

And being okay with whatever is there. And the best way for me to do that is to feel and follow the tangible sensory responses of my body.