"Booth"

I sat in the dark Theatre of the adult bookstore, rolling a glob of semen between my thumb and index finger. Straight porn was blaring on the wide-screen TV but I was uninterested in it. "Booth" Had just left and I moved from the couch we were on to the one across the room as the first one was wet with his sweat. I sat and thought about the first time I had ever encountered "Booth". The reason that I refer to him as "Booth" is because of the uncanny resemblance to actor David Boreanaz. They could be twins. At this point I need to stress that this entry in no way has any bearing on the actor; obviously I am in BFE KY and I seriously doubt a TV star comes here to get his jollies…As I sat playing with his DNA, my mind began to wander back to the first time I saw him. About a year or so earlier I had heard bookstore gossip about a guy they called the 'Moaner'. Little did I realize that this was the same guy. I was in the theatre one Sunday afternoon and in walks this guy dressed in a plaid flannel shirt, gym shorts and slip-on shoes. He is about 6 inches taller than me, dark brown hair and eyes. Not a thin man but by far not fat either…fairly well -built and GOOD LOOKIN…to quote an old childhood story he was "just right". He sits down…more like lays down on one of the couches and begins to watch the movie. I was instantly interested because this man was very handsome and looked extremely familiar to me. I couldn't figure out where I had seen him before but I didn't really ponder it at the time; there was a handsome man sitting in front of me and I wanted to play with him for the afternoon. I would worry about the particulars later…Over the course of an hour or so, "Booth" unbuttoned his shirt and removed his shorts and began jacking his average cock. Nice, but nothing to write home about…still enamored, I patiently waited for an invitation which never came. Eventually I made the first move and got shot down. Now, I have a standard about someone declining my invitations; there are NO 2nd chances. Period. So, a bit dejected, I get up and wander the halls where the peeps are, fending off old trolls with most every step. After a bit of scoping out the other patrons, I went back into the theatre. Most all of the other patrons MUST have been bused in from the local morgue; all tired old men. As I walk through the doors of the theatre, I am met with a surprise. One of the cadavers was jacking "Booth" off. Furthermore, "Booth" was living up to his bookstore nickname. Most definitely moaning, and fairly loudly at that. Now dejected has graduated to" pissed off" and "bewildered". I said
nothing but watched for a while and then got up and went back to the peeps. I just don't get it; I simply just do not understand at all. I am a good 30 years younger than this old man…. I am much nicer looking than this dude; Hell, Helen Keller could have seen that…so what was wrong with me? I don't get it but I remained silent. The crowd of cadavers began to thin out…by this time there had been not one but 2 of them playing with "Booth's" cock. Both totally untouchable...at least by me. By now, about 3 hours have passed and even with all this play from the cadavers and by pleasuring himself, "Booth" has not shot. At this point I realized not only is he a moaner he also loved to "edge".

..."bookstore gossip about a guy they called the 'Moaner'."...

The cadavers, finally realizing that the only 2 decent guys in the place were not going to "do" them, slowly filtered out until there was only "Booth" myself and one other cadaver. Eventually "booth" motioned for me to come over. I sat and stared at him. After he asked again I walked over and quietly told him about himself, low enough that the cadaver couldn't hear…well I didn't need to embarrass the man…I told him that I had a standard of no 2nd chances and he "turned me down earlier and for what? AN OLD MAN!?!?! I'm very sorry because you are an extremely handsome man and I guess it will be my loss but …NO. Sorry, man. It's just the way I roll." And that said I went off to the peeps. I stood at the door smoking and waiting for someone else to come in. preferably someone under the age of 150 and reasonably good looking. It didn't seem that it was going to be my day. After about 15 minutes or so the last of the cadavers left and now it was just me and "Booth". I stood in the hall for about 30 minutes and went back into the theatre. "Booth" was totally naked, moaning loudly and pleasuring himself. I sat watching him and "ping-ponging" back and forth between this hot , infuriating man and the porn on the wide-screen.

He motioned me over a couple more times and I didn't respond. Eventually he asked "are we the only two here?" I replied "yep"… And a few more minutes pass. I was horny when I went in and by this time my personal standards we seeming less and less important. Finally, buck naked, "Booth" came over and apologized to me. I told him it was all good and there was no need for an apology as that's just the way I am…then he literally begged me to play with him. So I told him "Man…if you weren't sooooooooooo good looking…." And I went to the couch where he was. He was lying back with his head on the arm of the couch; one leg flopped up on the back and one foot n the floor. I began to jack him and then leaned in to suck him. He immediately stopped me saying "Never blown! I don't do that." Now I have never met a man who didn't like his dick sucked so this was a bit of a first for me. All he wanted me to do was jack him off, finger his ass, and play roughly with his nipples while he watched the movie. Very strange. But he was HOT and there was no one else there so …I did everything he wanted for several hours. I gripped his cock and slowly masturbated him, 2 fingers in his hot hole and sucked…No…bit on his nipples. And he moaned through it all. He kept asking me "how do you want me?" meaning in what position. I thought this very odd for someone who only wanted jacked off. He also told me I was a "rough Motherfucker" the way I worked his nipples. I asked if it was too much and he says "NO I LOVE it!!!" A couple of times he stood up with me sitting on the couch still, would stand in front of me with is ass in my face and have me pull his cock back towards me, still jacking it, through his spread legs. I can only assume that this was a method to prevent him from coming. And while he was in this position I, of course, took the opportunity to eat his ass….which he loved…no I will never understand why this man allowed me to do just about everything sexual possible to him, loved EVERY minute of it and would NOT allow me to suck his cock…A very strange encounter, however I was enjoying it. Each time he got close to orgasm he would stop me. Id walk the halls a bit, smoke and come back to start it all over again. I wanted to bend him over and plow his ass so bad but …I respect others limits and didn't even ask.

...“I swear a DEAD RINGER for actor David Boreanaz..."

On one of his rest breaks he came out of the theatre and took me in one of the peeps booths. He stood against the wall moaning while I jacked his dick. He then asked me "where do you want me to come?" I immediately replied "In my mouth…" and he says, "No I told you NEVER BLOWN…" so I let it go. I continued to stroke his cock and run my hands over his lightly-furry chest, occasionally pausing to cause one of this nips grief…and of course he moaned in ecstasy. So after roughly 5 hrs of being hard, "Booth" finally shot his load. Leaned back against the wall, his body convulsed as the last of his semen ejaculated from his cock. Both of us were wet with sweat at this time. He then went off to the bathroom and got cleaned up. I went back to the theatre and wiped off my cum-drenched hands with a paper towel until the restroom was free to do a proper freshen up. "Booth" came back to the theatre, got dressed and sat down. We lightly chatted for a few minutes. During our chat he made it clear he was bisexual. He really got into the straight porn but loved having guys play with him. Perhaps this is the reason for "NEVER BLOWN". I don't know but it still doesn't make any sense to me. Soon after, he left and I followed shortly behind him for a couple of reasons; we had been playing for roughly 5 hours and it was time and I wanted to see what he drove. I found it and memorized it so i could look for it again. So off I went, unsatisfied yet satisfied. As I drove home it really started bothering me that I knew that face but could not place where from. Now this was about 2 or maybe 3 years ago and the TV show "Angel" had been off the air for a while, yet some of the local stations still aired the episodes. Sitting at home watching some lame ass program, I noticed a commercial for "Angel" and there he was! The guy from the bookstore! I was completely shocked and rushed to the computer and then GOOGLE to see exactly who this dude was. I don't watch a lot of TV outside "law & Order" and news so I really was unfamiliar with this whole "Buffy & Angel" shit, however I am very familiar with the TV show "BONES", in which this guy plays FBI agent "Seeley Booth" But there he was!  MY "Booth's" hair was somewhat darker, he was a bit heavier and obviously not a TV star but I swear a DEAD RINGER for David Boreanaz.

So that was my first encounter with "Booth". I went back the following Sunday and he was not there. In all, I have run into him 4 or 5 times now. We actually started talking a bit, though I still have no clue as to what his name is. Strange fellow, but a nice guy overall. One of my encounters with him, I slipped him my phone number, although I have never heard from him. He told me that he was not looking for anything regular which I replied that I am not either. At the time I was involved with someone in Ga. He had my heart, but everything else was up for negotiation. Yet another time, "Booth" used a bright yellow rubber which I tied in a knot to retain the spunk and saved for a while, until I realized was really kind of sick to do. I think eventually he will let me suck and fuck him, but for the moment it's a fun ...distraction. This brings me back to where I started. As I pondered all this I thought to myself, "I'm really not much on not receiving reciprocation but with this dude?…Hell yeah anytime…"