1.The AfterDark World with Ray Sostre
2.Dakota Trace - A Little Bit of Naughty
Leather Sweat, Semen and Blood
October 30, 1984
Damien Liebermann tossed and turned in his king-sized bed alone, the wind howling outside his Spanish style house. Waking from a fantasy dream, he sat up. “Useless to sleep. Why do I keep thinking of David? That vision of him with fire. Can’t I forget?” Glancing at the clock on the nearby wall in the silent room, the time did not display on the wall, even the nightlight did not emit its low glow. “Shit! The power is off.”
Blindly searching for his bathrobe, he sensed the warmth and humidity of that late October night. Struggling through the maze of hallways and rooms, he meandered to the doors of the balcony. “The typhoon wasn’t supposed to arrive until tomorrow.”
Opening the French doors to the deck, gusts of wind blew open his robe, awakening his naked body with a warm, damp force, tingling his genitals. Sitting on a secure wicker chair, his robe open, he stared at the ominous sky overhead. The clouds streaked by too fast to catch a glimpse of the near full moon.
Despite the fierce winds, he appreciated not being able to sleep. “How will this old house weather this huge storm? Storms like these rarely hit the Bay Area.”
After inheriting his parent’s house a year previously, when they died in an automobile accident, he left regretfully the big city life of San Francisco to live on a rural suburban street. He abandoned a troubling relationship with David Wilder. All his friends told him, “Sure he’s a blond haired, blue eyed stud, but he’s too young for you. He’s flighty and stupid. You’ll find a better guy.”
Still infatuated with David’s charm, humor, and spectacular bodily assets, Damien revealed his frequent, sexual activity with other men, blowing off any reconciliation for them to continue together. Regretting his promiscuity, he mourned the deaths of those he had wild sexual encounters who ultimately died from AIDS.
David contracted the disease almost dying of the so-called gay pneumonia. He survived with the help of new drug cocktails. He lived with his new partner Robert Stokes. Damien called, leaving messages on their answering machine and sent cards, all with no response. Damien continued to have unsafe sex after David departed his life without regard to safety, until he moved back into his parent’s house, where he completely abstained from sex.
October 30, 1962
Damien remembered the last typhoon storming through this very house. He was a young boy in puberty, having sexual desires for older men. Walking to the nearby lake to change clothes in the shower room, he watched a tall muscular man with a gigantic cock, standing beside him and drying his body with a towel. Damien drooled over his bronze muscular, hairy body. Damien’s dick hardened, as he stole glances of him through his scrutinizing eyes.
The following night, when the storm began, Damien stood naked with full erection on the lawn in the backyard beneath the towering ash trees. The wind, warm and powerful, aroused him, as he fantasized the naked man in the shower room. Each gust made his dick harder. His photographic memory kept a picture, while he masturbated alone.