"Booth" again...

Water splashed from the faucet into the utility sink in the grungy little bathroom in the adult bookstore. “Booth” stood next to me at the commode, buck naked and cleaning up from another of our sex games. Again, I must stress as I did with the first entry, this entry has no bearing on actor David Boreanaz or the character “Seeley Booth” from the TV show “Bones”. It was 30DEC2010...New Year’s Eve "eve", and had just got paid and was ready to get out of the house. My hormones again raging and quick drive through of the local “Pickle Park” once again yielded the usual infestation of nasty old trolls. Nothing human or under the age of 100. I had vowed that I would not be going to the bookstores as the expense was mounting, but hormones won out and I ventured out to Muldraugh bookstore. I arrived and pulled into the parking lot….there were several cars and I spotted “Booth’s” car backed in like usual. I knew right then and there that, even though this is one-sided…for now…that I would have some FUN! I also have a desire to have a ‘facial’ from a really hot man and make a picture for this blog like this guy; And I REALLY would LOVE for it to come from "Booth"... So I quickly pulled into a parking space and started checking things like cigarettes, cash ect. I went in thinking “OK so “Booth” only wants me to play with him but there’s enough here that I can have some fun for myself…” Wrong. I dropped my $10 in the door and went in. There were a couple trolls lurking in the halls. I could hear the sounds of someone gagging on a cock in one of the peep booths. “Well, someone was having a good time.” I chuckled to myself. My heart sank a bit as I am thinking “I just wasted $10…” so I go back to the theatre. There is “Booth” sitting on the couch nothing on but a pair of tennis shoes and a plaid flannel shirt, unbuttoned. There are several stages of “undress” with “Booth”. This particular stage indicated to me he had been there for a while but either no one has “played” with, or he hasn’t allowed anyone to play with him. Judging by the current clientele, I opt for the latter. “Booth” saw me and immediately started with the “come over and sit…” look…

..."The time I made him shoot his wad across the theatre"...

I had just arrived and wanted to play the field a bit. I went in, sat down away from him and checked out the room. I swear, there must have been a serious breach in security at the local nursing homes. Old men everywhere, all sitting staring at “Booth” waiting for something to happen, like a flock of fucking vultures. I sat for a moment, and got up to check out the “gagging” guy. Nothing really going on there, so I went back and stood at the door to the theatre. “Booth” still staring, I finally took a step and he moved his legs so I would have a place to sit. I sat on the end of the couch next to him and he nudged my arm with his knee to let me know he wanted me to ‘play’ with him, which I had every intention of doing but just not right then…I wanted to play the field a bit. Finally, after discovering there were no diamonds amongst the trash, I sat down. By now “Booth” had taken off his shoes (another step in his undressing) and this time rubbed my leg with his toes. I immediately slid my hand up his leg and onto his hard cock and began to stroke him. He repositioned himself to accommodate me..I stroked his cock and played with his hole and nipples for quite some time. Occasionally I would check his piss-slit for precum and I’d eat it. Finally I brought him to the edge of orgasm…his favorite thing to do and he stopped me. We chatted a bit, laughing at the old trolls and the cross dresser in the theatre. I told him of the story on this blog. I don’t think he was thrilled about it but didn’t put up too much of an argument. He asked if I told about the time I made him shoot his wad across the theatre. I asked him about it, as I didn’t really remember. He told he had been in the theatre a long time and was allowing some old man to play with his cock. Apparently the old man played with him so long that it made his cock sore. He said the old man had smacked on his balls until they were tender too. Then I came in, he immediately wants to play with me and I gently played with him and when he came he shot his load across the room. I vaguely remembered, but I have played with “Booth” so many times it’s difficult to remember every detail…I believe he was standing and I was eating his ass when he shot if I have the correct time in mind…he confirmed that he was indeed standing. Apparently he remembered this well and stated that it was a great orgasm…I guess one of the reasons “Booth” loves to let me pleasure him… While we were chatting I asked him if he would allow me to take pix of his cock for this blog. His response was very quick and negative. I told him it would NOT be his face but still a firm “NO”. So I dropped it…and there went my hopes for a ‘facial’ pic… it was not going to happen with “Booth…one day I’ll talk him into it…”Booth” has started a new little addition to our sexplay; he has begun telling me exactly what he wants done and how he wants it done. Being a redhead, and an Aquarian, this was a bit of a shock to me…I’m not used to being ordered around…but what the hell…it IS, after all…”Booth”…

..."Payback for dick-slapping me wasn't out of the question either"...

He then decides we need to get a booth in the peeps. I follow him out, “Booth” still clad in only his flannel shirt and shoes, carrying his clothes and trolls following along like I’m going to allow them to participate. We went in, I plugged up the peepholes, “Booth” stripped off his shirt, and I sat down in the chair and began to stroke him again, exploring his body with my free hand. My face and mouth very near his hard member, I slid my hand between his legs, leaning over a bit as I did it. Booth slapped me playfully in the face with his dick. I laughed a bit and continued to seek out the soft hot hole. He slapped me with his dick again, and laughed softly, obviously giving him a bit of sadistic pleasure teasing me with something he wasn’t going to allow me to orally service. So as he was feeling full of himself, having dick-slapped me, I leaned in like I was going to push my finger deeper into his manhole, and licked the head of his dick…”now...” I said…”What you got to say to THAT???” he was shocked and recoiled a bit…then asked “you want to play with my ass?” of course anyone reading this will immediately know my response; “Hell yeah I’ll play with your ass!”…”booth turns around with his ass in my face and I begin to finger it and knead the cheeks like I was making bread. Eventually I found the hot orifice with my tongue, and began to rim “Booth”. It was apparent to me that “Booth” planned this as his hole was VERY clean. It was an uncomfortable situation in the peeps; the booths are so tiny…but I persevered. Eventually “Booth” wanted to go back to the theatre, so we did, back to the original couch we were on. The trolls had started to die out and just a couple guys left in the place. We get back in our original spots and I begin to play with his cock ass tits and balls again. The last of the trolls walked out into the hall and “Booth” looks around to make sure we are alone. It puzzles me as to WHY he would do this now, since he’s already walked all over the peeps and theatre buck bare-ass naked…nonetheless, he asks if I “want to use these on me?” , producing a small set of black anal beads that had been curled up in his shirt pocket. Now “toys” are something I am really not accustomed to using, but with “Booth”?? What “Booth” wants “Booth” gets… at least from me. So I agree as long as he instructs me on what feels good and what doesn’t . About that time the troll wanders back in and “Booth” quickly hides the beads back in his shirt pocket. I really can't figure out where this sudden burst of modesty is coming from but I roll with it. So we go back to play…I’m stroking his cock pinching his nipples with my free hand…he’s loving it..Then ask me to lick his balls…so I reposition myself and lick his nutsack. Then I had a devilishly good idea; I would leave my “mark” on “Booth’s” scrotum…I pick a spot on his left nut and bite down gently and begin a combination of biting and sucking…hopefully long enough to leave a nice “hickey” for him to remember me by. Payback for dick-slapping me wasn’t out of the question, either…

Eventually he asks me to eat his ass again, this time being much more comfortable than in the peeps. I slip my finger out of his hot hole and began to rim him. “Booth’s” legs are now up, and I reach up with both hands and roughly pinch and work his nipples. Booth goes wild and stands up with his ass in my face bending his hard dick back between his legs. I shove my whole face in his ass and stroke him from behind pulling his cock towards me. He then gets on his knees in a chair sitting next to the couch we were on and arches his back, offering up his ass…for a split second I am thinking he wants fucked, and almost dropped my pants and penetrated him, but for a couple of reasons I didn’t; First of all, “Booth” is so strange about being sucked I don’t know exactly what to make of this but I don’t want to piss him off and kill any future ‘play dates’, because even though our play is one-sided I do enjoy his body and secondly, he really is a nice man…fun to talk with as well as play. So I curbed my desires and continued to play. He finally lay back down on the couch…I inserted a couple fingers in his ass and began slowly stroking him. I do not have to forage for precum now; “Booth” was squeezing it out onto his thumb and offering it to me, which I gladly, eagerly accepted.

..."grabbed his cock with a grip that would make a Boa Constrictor proud"...

The room was down to only one person by now; the guy who was doing the gagging in the peeps earlier. He came in took off all his clothes and sat down and began to play with himself, paying no attention to us, or anyone or anything else other than the porn on the screen. “Booth” pulled out the beads again. He was ready for me to use them on him. He told me that they had only been in as far as the last 2 beads and that if I “wanted to put those in I would have to go slow and be gentle”. I agreed. So I slowly pulled my fingers out of his hot hole and lubed the beads with a packet of “Wet”. I began inserting them, making “Booth” crazy. He loved it. I finally got to the last 2 beads and stopped. He asked “How many?” I told him “per your instructions, down to the last two…”. “Booth” indicated he wanted the last 2 in so I firmly but carefully pushed them in his hole until there was only the safety ring exposed. “Booth” was in heaven!, I began to stroke him slowly and he stopped me; he was about to cum and by this time we had been at it for about 4 hours, so his dick head was becoming sore. He had me pull the beads out and reinsert them several times, showing me exactly how he wanted it done and what felt best to him. I don’t know whether it was his cock getting sore, the lateness of the hour, or he was simply ready, but “booth was finally ready to release his load. He asked if I “wanted to go back to the peeps?” “Sure” I replied, and once again we walked to the peeps, “Booth” buck naked, beads buried completely in his hot ass.We entered the peeps and I began to lightly stroke him once again and explore his body with my free hand. It was no more than a minute or 2 that “Booth” announced he was about to cum. This time he did not stop me. I grabbed his cock with a hold that would make any Boa Constrictor proud, and gently rubbed out his load. As he began to ejaculate, I started gently but firmly pulling the anal beads from his ready hole. This seemed to intensify his orgasm and he sprayed all over my face and neck. Not exactly the load I was expecting but still a healthy wad. I asked one last time if he would make my picture with his fresh spooge on my face…again “Booth” said NO…ahh well…the fat lady has not sang in this opera…“Booth” stood leaned back against the wall quivering a bit and calming down from about 5 hours of sex play. I sat in the chair holding the anal beads. I would have thought they would be ‘dirtier’ than they were but, as I said earlier, I really believe “booth” planned a lot of assplay because his hole was very clean…

"You can throw those away...” “Booth” said indicating the used anal beads (Pictured left). “are you kidding me?? Do you know what these cost?” Sex toys are big business and I am sure “Booth” paid at least $20 if not more for these small anal beads. “Eh..I think I gave like $10 for them. Keep them if you want.” “I will…and I’ll use them on you again sometime!!!...” And keep them I did. “Booth” and I exited the peeps booth and went straight into the bathroom…which brings me back to where I started...

Water splashed from the faucet into the utility sink in the grungy little bathroom in the adult bookstore, as I rinsed off my “trophy” that "Booth" bestowed upon me. “Booth” stood next to me at the commode, buck naked and cleaning up from another of our sex games. Once we were clean enough to be semi-presentable, “Booth” dressed and we went out into the hall. I was a bit concerned about some of "Booth's" DNA still remaining in my goatee; I did NOT want a repeat of this incident... We chatted a bit and he asked if I was up visiting. “No,” I replied “unfortunately I am back to stay…” At this point, “Booth’s” face lit up a bit. “Why haven’t I seen you here? Do you not come in much?” “Yes,” I replied, “more than I really should or can afford”. “I don’t know how we keep missing each other then…” “Well dude, that’s not MY fault…you have my phone number and you can contact me via my blog if need be; Just give me a ‘Heads-Up’ when you are gonna be in and I’ll make time to get over here…” “Booth” chucked a bit, thanked me and bid me a goodnight. He won’t call or message me; But I know I will see him again...He will probably shit when he sees that I made a pic of the beads to add to this entry...oh well...God, I love my Nikon 'COOLPIX' !!