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.