Tuesday, December 4, 2007
This is no pretext but rather an axiom. We all want- need- sex. Though it might be flummox to myself. But the need is rather a hex we fall under not a noxious or harmful as the right winged Christians might have us believe. We become transfixed in our want/need/yearnings like deer caught in on coming headlights. We line up at bars, social events, bath, the fruit loop, and even public restrooms—like a regiment phalanx. Yet we all bollix as unapt boy just learning how to play catch. Each time we chase—exhilarating—awkward hunting. Is he “Mr. Right”? Or Mr. Right-now”?
Not just to orgasm, we seek the milk of human contact. To touch a god… (Freyr…) To touch the god within us all... Like in the ritual of Freyr that I took part in at Between the Worlds, 2007 where the gift of intimate touch from kiss to cock sucking was a spiritual expression. We all stopped short of orgasm giving to Freyr the ecstasy of the near orgasmic experiences. I am currently seeing a friend, Jim. We have near orgasmic sex as part of getting to know each other and enjoy tantric practice. Saving the chi energy, “this is for Freyr” applied here as it did at BTW.
Yes, I am having sex with some regularity but I hunger for that expression I have with Jim, as it is more spiritual. But yes, I long for the warm velvet wet of his sweet anus or him in mine, by taking baby steps to get there make the hunger all the greater. It’s like making great stew the meat and vegetables need to simmer for a long time. And if it taste swell today it’ll be even better tomorrow. Is it love I feel with Jim? Yes, love for friend, co-radical faery, and a pal amour; and yes with the possibilities of more than just the quickie found in a park, alley or even my basement den. It’s more than the like-mindedness, social consciousness, more than the sharing of mere chi; I feel it’s touching one’s true god. So as we search looking for “Mr. Right”. List your desires on some paper, the basic sexual ones and the one for comradely, the feeling of family, the belonging, even which side of the bed he’ll sleep on then burn them on a new moon, a moon of promise on a red candle anointed with apple blossom or rose oils. Reading them as they burn in your finger tips. Now await a real magick. The magick of being the love you asked for. The magick of being the “Mr. Right” for “your Mr. Right”. So tonight if dreams come true I’ll win the power ball lottery jackpot tomorrow and finding “Mr. Right” will be another problem yet for me. May you have your hearts desire and may his desire be you. Bon chance! Good luck! Blessed it be!
Not just to orgasm, we seek the milk of human contact. To touch a god… (Freyr…) To touch the god within us all... Like in the ritual of Freyr that I took part in at Between the Worlds, 2007 where the gift of intimate touch from kiss to cock sucking was a spiritual expression. We all stopped short of orgasm giving to Freyr the ecstasy of the near orgasmic experiences. I am currently seeing a friend, Jim. We have near orgasmic sex as part of getting to know each other and enjoy tantric practice. Saving the chi energy, “this is for Freyr” applied here as it did at BTW.
Yes, I am having sex with some regularity but I hunger for that expression I have with Jim, as it is more spiritual. But yes, I long for the warm velvet wet of his sweet anus or him in mine, by taking baby steps to get there make the hunger all the greater. It’s like making great stew the meat and vegetables need to simmer for a long time. And if it taste swell today it’ll be even better tomorrow. Is it love I feel with Jim? Yes, love for friend, co-radical faery, and a pal amour; and yes with the possibilities of more than just the quickie found in a park, alley or even my basement den. It’s more than the like-mindedness, social consciousness, more than the sharing of mere chi; I feel it’s touching one’s true god. So as we search looking for “Mr. Right”. List your desires on some paper, the basic sexual ones and the one for comradely, the feeling of family, the belonging, even which side of the bed he’ll sleep on then burn them on a new moon, a moon of promise on a red candle anointed with apple blossom or rose oils. Reading them as they burn in your finger tips. Now await a real magick. The magick of being the love you asked for. The magick of being the “Mr. Right” for “your Mr. Right”. So tonight if dreams come true I’ll win the power ball lottery jackpot tomorrow and finding “Mr. Right” will be another problem yet for me. May you have your hearts desire and may his desire be you. Bon chance! Good luck! Blessed it be!
With that said let’s speak more of Jim. He’s older than I but the one of the most self-aware gay man I’ve had pleasure to meet. A Buddhist, vegetation, Radical Faery, hard working and hard playing sort of guy, Jim is no less than awesome. I’ve given him a few shiatsu massages that have led to heavy petting to say the least. We’ve yet to orgasm together. But it is my dream, my mission to give him all pleasures that his heart would desire. To say that I love him, yes, but not in love with him. It’s deeper than that, comrade. There are these possibilities always, so time will tell. I feel that he’s the kind of man I could loose myself in. Our encounters sexually are too personal and too profound to share. But I will share-- that the amount of chakra energy shared is too deep to articulate, not being nebulous, it holds me in stupefaction for my weak abilities to put into words. Making love with him is the cosmos that I literally feel the stars orbiting us. When we are together, alone or in the company of others, the gravity of this soul - attraction is like a black hole. Fortuitous, I am lost in its abyss. I’ve meditated for over 40 years (Hindu and Kaballistically) but never feel as grounded as when I am in his company. Could he be my Mr. Right? Could he just be the greatest experience of my life? No matter what he is or what he may become, he is the salvation to my hungry soul. When in his strong arms I am all but whole. My soul, now, needs him like the air I breathe.
Yes, I’ve been in love and I’ve been loved but seldom, if ever, has I had my soul soar as when I am held in is azure eyes. His punam is mature but still holds all of the beauty of lost years and time fades away. I am reborn in his sly smile and disarming embrace. Yes, with Jim I, not only, have seen god but also walked with him, Freyr. And with all satisfaction, indulgence I am his friend. I count each day of knowing this man as a blessing. He makes all that know him better men for that fact.
Is it you his mind?
Is it your beauty?
Is it your manly sense/scent?
Are you a man?
Are you a wise one?
Love me.
Mentor me.
Name me your own.
You are what dream of made of…
Illusive--
Just out of reach--
Ethereal--
Unreal--
Serial--
Incubus--
Hypnotic--
Lust--
Spiritual—
And more than the sum of reality
A man...
Could you be my man?
three short encounters
2:26 am the noise from Max’s TV awoke me. His incessant need to view all men’s watch and jewelry programs is wearing my nerves thin. So I got out of bed and walked the dog, Dudley. Saw a handsome youth to which I gave my card. Returning home I watch some Miami: SCI and started this entry. Had received a cell call from wisteria earlier that day regarding money troubles. Came down to the computer and received a call from the youth. After much erotic verbal foreplay he invited himself to come over for a twist. I kissed him, stripped him and hauled his happy ass into the shower. We scrubbed each other there, exploring one another’s bodies. First he was on his knees sucking my thick hard cock. I found his more than ample appendage to suffice my needs. It was my turn to such his cock. The ample foreskin sent waves of delight through me. I turned him around and started rimming his handsome Hispanic perineum and ass hole. After due time he was grinding his rectum against my hungry mouth. It tasted of man and soap. The ebony hair was full and lush there, a true joy to my desire. He whispered fuck me daddy. And I did. I lifted him into a chair spreading his legs I crawled between his legs as his anal opening with latex condom on and ample lube I slide in like Pete Rose for the wining run. Inside the warm, wet, velvet, love glove I was in a serial peaceful place, nirvana! Running chakra energy through our bodies as I fucked him for a tantric effect of divine spiritual love. Slowing pivoting in and out rocking about for the maximum prostrate massage I pulled him down onto of my kneeling stance with his back and shoulders still on the large over stuffed chair. Holding his hands so that he could not pleasure himself I fucked on. Shooting wad after another in his orgasmic release. And I shot my wad deep within his bowls I rocked back and forth for even more prostrate stimulation. He shot again! And again! It was 3: 15 am and the need to sleep was over powering me. So I took him up stairs to sleep as lovers do. The hot water on the stove was a boil by now and we were ready for a hardy cup before retiring. We had all dressed by now and were in the kitchen. The tea at the ready we ascended to the 3rd floor to my bedroom for a long nap. We slept ‘til 6:30 am then went at it again. Munching and crunching, kissing and hugging as well as biting gingerly we were at it. But that’s another story… Wednesday morning love making with Tony.
His name was Owen. He is only 19 years old, but hey that’s legal, right. So we hooked up for the afternoon. Long and lean, tan, blue eyed and strawberry haired, we walked to the nearest alley; there was sought sanctuary in its recesses for our appetites to be quenched. As usual, I tidied him up with a disposable wipe then attached his ass with my mouth. Munch, munch, he cooed at my administrations. I worked his perineum and balls then back to his love cove. Soon he was arching back for more. I had my jeans open and was jacking on my throbbing member. Precum oozed from the slit of my cock. I circled it with my fingers & offered him a taste. Oh, god I ready he said as he released my fingers from his hot mouth. I put on the necessary rubber and entered him from the rear after lubing it up. It slid in like streak lightening he pressed back to receive me. “Oh, yeah fuck me!” he said. And I did. He legs were spread wide due to his ample height. I had his cock in my hand stroking it with abandon. We were riding the sails to ecstasy. Long slow strokes I took. Each time his ass arched back as if begging for more. Deeper he whispered. I forced his shoulders down and complied with due haste. After the long slow fucking, we were cumming. He shot on his face due to its proximity or to the ample load he shot; I am not sure. I lingered until my cock went soft and slid out by the churning muscles of his ass. He pulled up his pants and said thanks, “that was really hot.” We kissed. Me tasting some of his cum still on his face. I zipped my jeans. He asked, “Can we do this again soon?” Sure, I said with a smile and reached in my pocket and gave him one of my cards with cell number and information i.e. my blog. Told him to read it soon, as I’d be writing a wee note about this. Can hardly wait he said with a lingering kiss good bye. As I walked once more to Chris’s. He phoned me and said how about Wednesday. I gave him my address and wondered about our next meeting getting hard once more.
I went to the library to post some entries into my blog. There was a handsome Hispanic youth. “Buenos dias.” I said. He smiled large beneath his dark but slight mustache and greeted me in turn. I finished on computer and he was outside as I exited the place. “Que pasa?”
“Nada,” he replied.
So daring at the moment I took life by the reins & asked “Querrez tu hacer amour conmigo?”
“Si,” and smiled again with his white teeth gleaming beneath his mustache.
So I invited him to come home for a quickie. He followed my like a shy but eagerly friendly perro. I stretched out my hand and we were off.
“Como se llamo?”
“Cameron, y tu?”
“Raphael.” Soon we were at the house, I unlocked the door and lead him to the basement, the dungeon of my encounters. To take the chill off I turned on the space heater and light some incense. Within moment the heat and the sweet smell was in the air as the while kissing. The taste was a mixture of tobacco and spearmint gum. We hungrily continued kissing our cocks getting hard and playing a tortured sword play beneath out trousers. I opened the fly to his slacks and he my jeans. More than a handful of uncut prime Mexican cock in my hand I cooed, as did he. Our pants were down about our ankles. Soon we were on the floor doing 69. The tasty cheese of his cock sent my head spinning.
“Mi gusto tu huevos.” As I sucked on one then the other. Sucking like there would be no tomorrow he suddenly pulled away, saying “let’s slow down and may I fuck you?”
I said “in a few,” then ate his hairless ass.
I thought if this is the life then bring it on. He did likewise in turn. After a long time munching I felt his finger slide in my ass. I reached my jacket and handed him a condom and with out much a do he was pressing the head of his uncut cock at the muscles of my ass. Let’s do it doggy style I asked he complied and fucking we were. In and out harder, deeper, faster… his hands pulling my ass back to each oncoming thrust. Either his youth or excitement he came in my ass.
“My turn,” I said and put a condom on facing him pulling his legs over my shoulders. I was in him now! The sweet dark man cave was mine. His dick was hard again and the smell of his early spent cum and now present precum drove me crazy. I went slowly at first.
“Estoy caliente! Rapido!” he cried. He was hot and I went faster. I watch the head of my cock crown the lips of my boy Mexican pussy and in again. He was jacking off like no tomorrow. I pulled him back into the crab position and had my cock massaging his prostate like crazy. I shot my load then he shot his thick white goo. Kissing, I pulled out and we lay there spent laughing like young boy. My youth reclaimed me this morning. We dressed, gave him my card and I lead him to the kitchen for a cuppa tea. I made a pot of Earl Grey green tea and cooked some quasadillas with cheese and salsa verde. We munched and continued chatting in Spanish. I’ve gotta go now he said and hour later and I walked him to the door. Kissing him as the neighbors looked on. I call that the breakfast of champions, hey okay!
His name was Owen. He is only 19 years old, but hey that’s legal, right. So we hooked up for the afternoon. Long and lean, tan, blue eyed and strawberry haired, we walked to the nearest alley; there was sought sanctuary in its recesses for our appetites to be quenched. As usual, I tidied him up with a disposable wipe then attached his ass with my mouth. Munch, munch, he cooed at my administrations. I worked his perineum and balls then back to his love cove. Soon he was arching back for more. I had my jeans open and was jacking on my throbbing member. Precum oozed from the slit of my cock. I circled it with my fingers & offered him a taste. Oh, god I ready he said as he released my fingers from his hot mouth. I put on the necessary rubber and entered him from the rear after lubing it up. It slid in like streak lightening he pressed back to receive me. “Oh, yeah fuck me!” he said. And I did. He legs were spread wide due to his ample height. I had his cock in my hand stroking it with abandon. We were riding the sails to ecstasy. Long slow strokes I took. Each time his ass arched back as if begging for more. Deeper he whispered. I forced his shoulders down and complied with due haste. After the long slow fucking, we were cumming. He shot on his face due to its proximity or to the ample load he shot; I am not sure. I lingered until my cock went soft and slid out by the churning muscles of his ass. He pulled up his pants and said thanks, “that was really hot.” We kissed. Me tasting some of his cum still on his face. I zipped my jeans. He asked, “Can we do this again soon?” Sure, I said with a smile and reached in my pocket and gave him one of my cards with cell number and information i.e. my blog. Told him to read it soon, as I’d be writing a wee note about this. Can hardly wait he said with a lingering kiss good bye. As I walked once more to Chris’s. He phoned me and said how about Wednesday. I gave him my address and wondered about our next meeting getting hard once more.
I went to the library to post some entries into my blog. There was a handsome Hispanic youth. “Buenos dias.” I said. He smiled large beneath his dark but slight mustache and greeted me in turn. I finished on computer and he was outside as I exited the place. “Que pasa?”
“Nada,” he replied.
So daring at the moment I took life by the reins & asked “Querrez tu hacer amour conmigo?”
“Si,” and smiled again with his white teeth gleaming beneath his mustache.
So I invited him to come home for a quickie. He followed my like a shy but eagerly friendly perro. I stretched out my hand and we were off.
“Como se llamo?”
“Cameron, y tu?”
“Raphael.” Soon we were at the house, I unlocked the door and lead him to the basement, the dungeon of my encounters. To take the chill off I turned on the space heater and light some incense. Within moment the heat and the sweet smell was in the air as the while kissing. The taste was a mixture of tobacco and spearmint gum. We hungrily continued kissing our cocks getting hard and playing a tortured sword play beneath out trousers. I opened the fly to his slacks and he my jeans. More than a handful of uncut prime Mexican cock in my hand I cooed, as did he. Our pants were down about our ankles. Soon we were on the floor doing 69. The tasty cheese of his cock sent my head spinning.
“Mi gusto tu huevos.” As I sucked on one then the other. Sucking like there would be no tomorrow he suddenly pulled away, saying “let’s slow down and may I fuck you?”
I said “in a few,” then ate his hairless ass.
I thought if this is the life then bring it on. He did likewise in turn. After a long time munching I felt his finger slide in my ass. I reached my jacket and handed him a condom and with out much a do he was pressing the head of his uncut cock at the muscles of my ass. Let’s do it doggy style I asked he complied and fucking we were. In and out harder, deeper, faster… his hands pulling my ass back to each oncoming thrust. Either his youth or excitement he came in my ass.
“My turn,” I said and put a condom on facing him pulling his legs over my shoulders. I was in him now! The sweet dark man cave was mine. His dick was hard again and the smell of his early spent cum and now present precum drove me crazy. I went slowly at first.
“Estoy caliente! Rapido!” he cried. He was hot and I went faster. I watch the head of my cock crown the lips of my boy Mexican pussy and in again. He was jacking off like no tomorrow. I pulled him back into the crab position and had my cock massaging his prostate like crazy. I shot my load then he shot his thick white goo. Kissing, I pulled out and we lay there spent laughing like young boy. My youth reclaimed me this morning. We dressed, gave him my card and I lead him to the kitchen for a cuppa tea. I made a pot of Earl Grey green tea and cooked some quasadillas with cheese and salsa verde. We munched and continued chatting in Spanish. I’ve gotta go now he said and hour later and I walked him to the door. Kissing him as the neighbors looked on. I call that the breakfast of champions, hey okay!
A Goth in my bed:
Cool & crisp as freshly laundered sheet upon my bed he lay there.
His pale desiden hued skin lie in stark contrast of the navy Egyptian linen.
His black hair, colour from a bottle, cascaded around the azure lace pillowcase.
A Goth on a Victorian bed with Anne Rice’s signature tattooed upon his arm.
His chest and abdomen not chiseled, still stated almost a feline perfection.
His left hand over his right aola circling like the out lines of a labyrinth to my soul.
His right hand held his ever-hardening manhood, proud but not gaudy it stretched upward.
His legs cross leaving his testes to like a butt pirate’s treasure yet to be explored.
He said what’s keeping you and smiled tenderly then deeply sighed smiling all the while.
I finished undressing turned the oscillating fan on full…
Then sat beside him on the bed leaning down to kiss him before joining him there.
As out lips met I gently licked his lower lip the pressed my tongue deep into his oral cavity.
Our tongues playfully intertwined in an impassioned kiss. I bit his lip gently then kissed both eyes…
Then went for his neck and shoulders in some ancient rite of taking him I gnawed and gave love bites.
He whimpered and grew chill bumps underneath my administrations.
Then let out an “ahhh!” sound from deep within his belly, another kiss before leaving that measure of flesh.
I then went at his tits like a suckling pig I rooted and chewed as his nipples grew harder and flesh pink.
Licking down his abdomen to his navel then his brown pubis I licked his cock.
It moved as if it had it a free will, a life of it’s own...
I took the head deep into my mouth to the back reaches of my throat for one brief moment “Ohh!”
Then attached his nuts. One then the other then took both in my mouth at the same time. “Yes!”
He would be mine again this summer’s morning… as robins sang and sparrows chirped. I’d have him.
I, then, licked down from his testes on the ribbon one get after their testes descend in the womb that “g” spot.
And oh what a perineum! A brunette line of deliciousness…
I kissed the rosy lips of his anus and tongued wantonly what would be mine to subdue.
He moved excitedly pressing against my working tongue and lips. The gristle of my nose bent against the pressure.
His joy and ecstasy would be mine to control. “Please,” he whispered in hollow tones.
“Fuck meeee!” And I did.
I press the head of my latex hooded member into him. He sighs gently the almost growls.
“Oh by the god’s this is sweet!” I exhale on entering him.
“Yes, daddy” he whispers gently while raising facing me then kisses me in a grateful act of grace.
I’m barred deeply in the silken recesses of the wet, warm cavern of his love shut.
I rock slowly… then ever increasingly start to piston.
My right hand on his cock – jerking… …it…
My left hand on his right tit then his left -- tweaking… …each…
After a fashion within my hand his cock grows in girth and length as it hardens ever so much more…
His scrotum tightens about his ample nuts.
As I stroke faster – precum oozes out the slit…
His head is rolling side to side…
Deeper…
Harder…
Faster…
I plunge!
After a while I lift out my right then left legs until they are parallel with his body—
My feet near his head…
Maximum pressure now against his love spot—
My hands firmly pull his hips down upon me…
I’m buried in his ass…
My pierced cock pressing hard on his firm prostate.
He issues forth…
HOT,
WET
WHITE,
MOLTEN--JIZZ.
it glistens wetly upon his belly chest and left cheek.
It pools opalescent around his navel.
I shoot…
…deep within his bowels. I drop my head against the footboard…
Pulling him down further upon my cock as I shoot the last of my wad.
We lie in silent bliss as the fans blows cool air caressingly about us.
Our breathing steadies back to a somewhat normal pace and intensity.
We disassemble…
I move to lap up his spent liquid as if I was a cat after some spilt cream.
Then lie beside him tenderly…kissing deeply…Sharing our breakfast of champions.
5/25/07 10am
cameron ulisix booth
We are what we own:
If you do not like your destination then change your character.
If you do not like your character then change your habits.
If you do not like your habits then change your decisions.
If you do not like your decisions then change your emotions.
If you do not like your emotions then change your thinking.
If you do not like your thinking then change your WORDS!
Allow only yourself to frame your thinking.
Make every word you say
-- a serving affirmation of what you choose your life to be.
6/02/06
My Goth, now with bleached blond hair, came by for morning delight. The dog barked slightly as he entered but he brought a doggie treat and ended the barking abruptly with his favor. We then kissed, our tongues mingling within his mouth. His hand at the ready unzipped my trousers with urgent gesture. And, I his... With meat in hand we lead each out down to the basement den. His dark pubic hair nestled in my other hand. And soon his balls… I had the feather mattress on the floor in anticipation of our joining. Pulling off each other’s shirts we paused briefly to catch our breath and then dropped trou.
I hurried to my knees and started lap him up tits and belly button, cock and ass and the luscious perineum. After a little gnashing on my part he was begging to be entered. He whispered heavily his need. Scurrying to the floor he then gobbled up my cock in his mouth sucking it deeply and after long administration he then applied the condom. Pushing me into the black leather chair he then mounted me facing me with his legs spread wide and lifted over the arms of the chair. Ode to joy! The joy of sliding into his manly well muscled love canal, after some thrusting I lifted his legs over my shoulder and he cradled his head on his arms on the floor. I had him -- he was mine! Within moment he was shooting hot white goo out his hard and ample cock. Load after load he shot. Then I increased my thrusting to come seconds later. We crawled to the mattress, tidied up and cuddled for a while. Exploring each other’s bodies with our hands and wanting fingers while we kissed deeply first my tongue in his mouth then his in mine.
Our after play became foreplay. We were both hard and aching to get back at it. This time he crawled between my legs and started giving me the best head that I’d ever had, said he’d like to fuck me. He fingered my ass hole getting me ready for his more than amble endowment then put on a condom. He gently slid in -- slowly he took me to wave of pleasure after another. He fucked me face to face with my back on the mattress and my hard cock being stroked gently in his hand. With my legs over his shoulder he tore deeper into me as I had him. Both on the brink we shot my first then him as he moaned then kissed me dumping the load deeply within me in the latex sleeve of necessity.
More after play and some clean up. Soon I was eating his body. Biting his neck, and shoulders harshly with me teeth. Then I chewed his tits and gobbled my way down to his pubic area and then his rosy ass hole and perineum. Soon I was ready to climb on board his mystery ship again. But I held back waiting for him to beg for it and want it as badly as I did. Soon he was putting on a condom on me and I was in him. This time we started doggy style. Then after much ado – I picked him up still inside him. Standing and put his back to the wall and fucked him with his legs over my shoulder lifting him with my hands and enjoying the warm wet cavern of his manly body…
After much deep exploration with my cock inside him I had him shooting wad after wad on our abdomens. He struggled to get to the floor and then sucked me off the rest of the way, giving me even more pleasure. We showered together as he soon would need to leave to get to work on time. We agreed that we’d enjoy the soreness of our sex as a reminder of the great time we had together and then added he couldn’t wait to read your blog to see what you write about this morning hot sex.
Cool & crisp as freshly laundered sheet upon my bed he lay there.
His pale desiden hued skin lie in stark contrast of the navy Egyptian linen.
His black hair, colour from a bottle, cascaded around the azure lace pillowcase.
A Goth on a Victorian bed with Anne Rice’s signature tattooed upon his arm.
His chest and abdomen not chiseled, still stated almost a feline perfection.
His left hand over his right aola circling like the out lines of a labyrinth to my soul.
His right hand held his ever-hardening manhood, proud but not gaudy it stretched upward.
His legs cross leaving his testes to like a butt pirate’s treasure yet to be explored.
He said what’s keeping you and smiled tenderly then deeply sighed smiling all the while.
I finished undressing turned the oscillating fan on full…
Then sat beside him on the bed leaning down to kiss him before joining him there.
As out lips met I gently licked his lower lip the pressed my tongue deep into his oral cavity.
Our tongues playfully intertwined in an impassioned kiss. I bit his lip gently then kissed both eyes…
Then went for his neck and shoulders in some ancient rite of taking him I gnawed and gave love bites.
He whimpered and grew chill bumps underneath my administrations.
Then let out an “ahhh!” sound from deep within his belly, another kiss before leaving that measure of flesh.
I then went at his tits like a suckling pig I rooted and chewed as his nipples grew harder and flesh pink.
Licking down his abdomen to his navel then his brown pubis I licked his cock.
It moved as if it had it a free will, a life of it’s own...
I took the head deep into my mouth to the back reaches of my throat for one brief moment “Ohh!”
Then attached his nuts. One then the other then took both in my mouth at the same time. “Yes!”
He would be mine again this summer’s morning… as robins sang and sparrows chirped. I’d have him.
I, then, licked down from his testes on the ribbon one get after their testes descend in the womb that “g” spot.
And oh what a perineum! A brunette line of deliciousness…
I kissed the rosy lips of his anus and tongued wantonly what would be mine to subdue.
He moved excitedly pressing against my working tongue and lips. The gristle of my nose bent against the pressure.
His joy and ecstasy would be mine to control. “Please,” he whispered in hollow tones.
“Fuck meeee!” And I did.
I press the head of my latex hooded member into him. He sighs gently the almost growls.
“Oh by the god’s this is sweet!” I exhale on entering him.
“Yes, daddy” he whispers gently while raising facing me then kisses me in a grateful act of grace.
I’m barred deeply in the silken recesses of the wet, warm cavern of his love shut.
I rock slowly… then ever increasingly start to piston.
My right hand on his cock – jerking… …it…
My left hand on his right tit then his left -- tweaking… …each…
After a fashion within my hand his cock grows in girth and length as it hardens ever so much more…
His scrotum tightens about his ample nuts.
As I stroke faster – precum oozes out the slit…
His head is rolling side to side…
Deeper…
Harder…
Faster…
I plunge!
After a while I lift out my right then left legs until they are parallel with his body—
My feet near his head…
Maximum pressure now against his love spot—
My hands firmly pull his hips down upon me…
I’m buried in his ass…
My pierced cock pressing hard on his firm prostate.
He issues forth…
HOT,
WET
WHITE,
MOLTEN--JIZZ.
it glistens wetly upon his belly chest and left cheek.
It pools opalescent around his navel.
I shoot…
…deep within his bowels. I drop my head against the footboard…
Pulling him down further upon my cock as I shoot the last of my wad.
We lie in silent bliss as the fans blows cool air caressingly about us.
Our breathing steadies back to a somewhat normal pace and intensity.
We disassemble…
I move to lap up his spent liquid as if I was a cat after some spilt cream.
Then lie beside him tenderly…kissing deeply…Sharing our breakfast of champions.
5/25/07 10am
cameron ulisix booth
We are what we own:
If you do not like your destination then change your character.
If you do not like your character then change your habits.
If you do not like your habits then change your decisions.
If you do not like your decisions then change your emotions.
If you do not like your emotions then change your thinking.
If you do not like your thinking then change your WORDS!
Allow only yourself to frame your thinking.
Make every word you say
-- a serving affirmation of what you choose your life to be.
6/02/06
My Goth, now with bleached blond hair, came by for morning delight. The dog barked slightly as he entered but he brought a doggie treat and ended the barking abruptly with his favor. We then kissed, our tongues mingling within his mouth. His hand at the ready unzipped my trousers with urgent gesture. And, I his... With meat in hand we lead each out down to the basement den. His dark pubic hair nestled in my other hand. And soon his balls… I had the feather mattress on the floor in anticipation of our joining. Pulling off each other’s shirts we paused briefly to catch our breath and then dropped trou.
I hurried to my knees and started lap him up tits and belly button, cock and ass and the luscious perineum. After a little gnashing on my part he was begging to be entered. He whispered heavily his need. Scurrying to the floor he then gobbled up my cock in his mouth sucking it deeply and after long administration he then applied the condom. Pushing me into the black leather chair he then mounted me facing me with his legs spread wide and lifted over the arms of the chair. Ode to joy! The joy of sliding into his manly well muscled love canal, after some thrusting I lifted his legs over my shoulder and he cradled his head on his arms on the floor. I had him -- he was mine! Within moment he was shooting hot white goo out his hard and ample cock. Load after load he shot. Then I increased my thrusting to come seconds later. We crawled to the mattress, tidied up and cuddled for a while. Exploring each other’s bodies with our hands and wanting fingers while we kissed deeply first my tongue in his mouth then his in mine.
Our after play became foreplay. We were both hard and aching to get back at it. This time he crawled between my legs and started giving me the best head that I’d ever had, said he’d like to fuck me. He fingered my ass hole getting me ready for his more than amble endowment then put on a condom. He gently slid in -- slowly he took me to wave of pleasure after another. He fucked me face to face with my back on the mattress and my hard cock being stroked gently in his hand. With my legs over his shoulder he tore deeper into me as I had him. Both on the brink we shot my first then him as he moaned then kissed me dumping the load deeply within me in the latex sleeve of necessity.
More after play and some clean up. Soon I was eating his body. Biting his neck, and shoulders harshly with me teeth. Then I chewed his tits and gobbled my way down to his pubic area and then his rosy ass hole and perineum. Soon I was ready to climb on board his mystery ship again. But I held back waiting for him to beg for it and want it as badly as I did. Soon he was putting on a condom on me and I was in him. This time we started doggy style. Then after much ado – I picked him up still inside him. Standing and put his back to the wall and fucked him with his legs over my shoulder lifting him with my hands and enjoying the warm wet cavern of his manly body…
After much deep exploration with my cock inside him I had him shooting wad after wad on our abdomens. He struggled to get to the floor and then sucked me off the rest of the way, giving me even more pleasure. We showered together as he soon would need to leave to get to work on time. We agreed that we’d enjoy the soreness of our sex as a reminder of the great time we had together and then added he couldn’t wait to read your blog to see what you write about this morning hot sex.
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