Blood. Sweat and Black Leather

by Pablo Michaels

Blood, Sweat & Black Leather - Pablo Michaels
Editions:Kindle - First Edition: $ 2.99
Pages: 49

Hallowe’en sweeps into San Francisco on the winds of a typhoon, and brings with it the dark and beautiful Gabriel, walking impossibly along the top of a fence. He is strong and youthful, looking no older than the young Gabriel Damien had pursued years before.

And he brings a promise for Damien – youth, beauty and love eternal…

Damien is aging. He lives in a gay community suffering the ravages of AIDS. As he goes to his Hallowe’en meeting with Gabriel in the cemetery, he knows he cannot resist the chance of a new life. But what sort of life? And what will be the cost?

This dark and twisted tale blends the paranormal world with a powerful romantic and erotic theme to produce an unsettling story that will stay with the reader long after.

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Pairings: MM
Heat Level: 4
Romantic Content: 4
Ending: Click here to reveal
Character Identities: Gay
Protagonist 1 Age: 36-45
Protagonist 2 Age: Ageless/Immortal
Protagonist 3 Age: 36-45
Tropes: Alpha Character, Everyone is Queer, Fated Mates / Soul Mates, Love Triangle, Most Mindblowing Sex Ever, Reunited and it Feels So Good, Second Chances, Sex Buddies Become Lovers, Star-Crossed Lovers, Antihero, Hurt / Comfort, Friends to Lovers, Hero and the Great Quest, Thrill of the Chase
Word Count: 17863
Setting: San Francisco Bay Area
Languages Available: English

Damien Liebermann tossed and turned, alone, in his king-sized bed, the wind howling outside his Spanish-style house. Waking from a fantasy, he sat up. “Useless to sleep. Why do I keep thinking of David? That vision of him with fire. Can’t I forget him?” He had another of his recurring dreams. Glancing at the clock on the nearby wall, the time did not display, 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 in 1985. 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 secured wicker chair, hisrobe open, he stared at the ominous sky overhead. The clouds streaked by too fast to catch a glimpse of the near full moon.

“How’s this damn old house going to weather this huge storm?!” He was weary with the fierce winds blowing as he studied the changing sky above. “Storms like these rarely hit the Bay Area.”

He left the big city life of San Francisco to live on a rural suburban street after inheriting his parent’s house the year before. His parents had been killed in an automobile accident. Troubled by an unresolved relationship with David Wilder, Damien felt abandoned, needing David back in his life. My friends warned me: sure, he’s a stud with blond hair and blue eyes, but he’s too young for you. I thought he was naïve and funny, not stupid and flighty like they said. And how am I supposed to find someone better?

Feelings of guilt resurfaced from Damien’s fatal confession on Valentine’s Day at the Lion Pub back in 1980. It wouldn’t have been so bad if we hadn’t agreed on a monogamous relationship. But shit! It was the gay sexual revolution, and all my other friends were single and having sex with as many men as they could get into bed. Why did I have the need to do that too? It felt good at the time. But when I’d had enough, I had to spill my guts to David. Why did I ever tell him I was unfaithful? I had no idea he’d had sex only with me. I thought he was tricking too. Maybe not as much… but at least once in a while. He didn’t understand. When I told him I’d had sex with more than one guy that was what made him decide to break up with me. That was the doomsday bombshell. He didn’t care that I still loved him and that my promiscuity was over. Why do I still love him? He always made me laugh with his silly jokes. And what a body! I have always loved tall men. That nice hairy chest. And his dick. God, it ranks with some of the biggest I’ve had. Our sex was better than with anyone else. Fuck! Why did I blow it?

But when David left him, Damien realized any reconciliation was highly unlikely for them as lovers. Within a year, David found a new love interest; a man named Stuart. Damien heard through the grapevine, the gossip among their mutual friends was quick to reach him, Stuart and David had bought a house together… a fantasy once shared by Damien and David. But within two years, the new couple’s house was on the market, and David had broken up with Stuart.

Damien hoped this might be his chance to get David back. But the signals and reactions from David indicated that was not going to happen.

Meanwhile, Damien frequented the bars and gay hangouts, searching for a man to replace David. But with so few men out looking for a sexual partner, the heartbroken man settled for one night stands and anonymous sex. He remembered seeing Stuart drunk on many occasions, seeking sex outside his relationship with David. And each time, Damien’s thoughts about renewing his relationship with David resurfaced.

But five years later, regretting his promiscuity, he still didn’t have David back as his lover, and he missed him terribly. Gay men across the country were getting sick and dying with an unknown disease. Some people referred to it as the gay plague, since it was affecting only gay men, primarily only those who were promiscuous like Damien. The acquired immune deficiency syndrome, or AIDS, as it became known, was killing most of Damien’s sexual contacts he’d had during his years with David. While mourning the numerous deaths of those he’d spent time with, he was finding it harder and harder to find anyone willing to have anonymous sex.

The year before his parents died, Damien encountered David one afternoon while shopping on Castro Street. His thin, frail body and gaunt face left an image etched in his memory. They had chatted like they’d seen each other the previous week.

Remembering the conversation, Damien feared he would lose David forever… another victim of AIDS.

“I was hospitalized when I came down with pneumocystis,” David explained, his weakness evident in the strained breaths between the few words he spoke.

Damien knew this gay pneumonia was a killer, unwillingly comprehending the seriousness of David’s health. “Should you be out shopping? I can give you a ride to your house, if you’d like? Are you still living with Stuart on Potrero Hill?”

“No, I have a ride. Stuart and I broke up last year and sold the house. He had a drinking problem. I’m with someone new. Robert, Robert Stokes. He ran up the street to buy some groceries while I pick up a couple of prescriptions at Walgreens. How are you doing? Still living in the city? Are you working in Marin?”

“I’m fine.” Damien lied, wanting to hide the pain he suffered from still loving him. “Yes, I still live here. I live in the Haight. I could never leave the city. You should know that.”

David had detailed how he survived with the help of new drugs. He had just been released from the AIDS ward at San Francisco General Hospital.

Damien called numerous times after that encounter, leaving messages on their answering machine, and sending cards. But he never received any responses. Frustrated, Damien reverted to his old behavior, frequenting the afterhours grope clubs, bathhouses, and dark parks full of men seeking anonymous sexual action, thinking this path would lead him back to David. Alone in bed at night, he attempted to remember and count the number of men he had slept with that month. He could not even remember the names of most the men. Sometimes he would go home with a man he had previously had sex with, hoping a repetitive fling would spark a relationship.

But those hopes dwindled within a week or two. When he moved back into his parent’s house, the sexual encounters gradually stopped. Ultimately, he abstained from sex completely.

Succumbing to his failure to find a partner to replace David, Damien convinced himself his life was near the end.

A ferocious gust of wind slapped Damien’s face, waking him from the past to the storm raging around him. The wind blew his robe open once again, a breath of air brushing against his crotch. His dick became aroused. It rose slightly, as the wind continued to massage him. He remembered a similar storm in 1962, when he was going through puberty. The day was hot prior to the storm’s arrival later that night. He rode his bike to the nearby lake to go swimming. Every time he went where men were in swimming suits, his eyes perused their bodies appreciatively, and he later masturbated to their images in his memory.

Reviews: MzT on Amazon wrote:

Seductive and Imaginative

Sensuous and erotically seductive is the only way to describe this very creative love story. I immediately established an emotional connection with Damian who clearly lusts for love but is unsuccessful in rekindindling his romance with his former lover. The mysterious and sexy Gabriel captivates Damian and summons him to join the living dead where love and eroticism is their livelihood. Pablo Michaels did an excellent job in describing this unique story that you can't help but to feel as if you were present right there with the characters. I enjoyed this as my first gay paranormal book. As another reader mentioned, I would like to see a sequel, perhaps in Spain.

Vampirique Dezire on Amazon wrote:

Whimsically Erotic

It has been a long time since I have read anything written by Pablo Michaels and I would have to say that during his stages of writing it was his earlier unpublished work that I loved the best and I am overjoyed to see that he is getting back to his old style but with more finesse and refinement.
Mr. Michaels introduced us to Damien in a very emotional way, and managed to build his back story in a way that was both tender and shocking. My heart ached for what Damien had gone through and when he met Gabriel I found myself rooting for this no nonsense, romantical, olde world character.
I believe this is Mr Michaels first foray into the written world of paranormal erotica and as such has done himself justice.
If you have never read any of Mr Michaels previous books then this is a good introduction to his particular writing style, which is aimed at the more mature and discerning reader.
I enjoyed Blood, Sweat and Black Leather immensely but as always there is a BUT.
After giging it serious consideration I opted to give Mr Michaels book a 4 out of 5 for this review. I did lean towards a five star review but it was just those little things that prevented me from doing so. Grammatical errors in regards to tense hit me quared in the face. This is not the author's fault as it should have been covered in the editing. There were also a few times, not many just a few, where I became confused as to what was being done by what character and to whom.
All in all though, I would still highly recommend this book to anyone who enjoys Gay, Paranormal Erotica.
Well done Mr Michaels and please keep on writing. A sequel to Blood, Sweat and Black Leather would be a brilliant move.

RDLon on Amazon wrote:

I like the way Pablo mixes reality with fiction
Just finished this erotic short story. I like the way Pablo mixes reality with fiction. Having lived in San Francisco, I recognized a lot of the places he mentions in the story. If San Francisco was ever like what he described, I'd still be there! Looking forward to more from Mr. Michaels.

About the Author

Pablo Michaels disguised himself as a shy, friendly heterosexual during his adolescence, fantasizing other males. Like most writers he is essentially a loner. He was born gay. When he worked at the local public library in high school, he smuggled out adult fiction and non-fiction, discovering a disenchanted perception of gay life from the books discussing homosexuality. Growing up with domineering conversationalists in his family and among friends, he withdrew to express his life through words and fantasies. Falling in love with another man his first year in college, he followed him to another university to maintain their platonic love, while he continued in his in studies. When he had his first sexual encounter with another man, just before turning twenty-one, he exploded into gay life with lust and anger. He attempted to live his new life naturally, seeking love, ignoring the statistics of the books he had read on homosexuality in high school, and proving what he had read was wrong.
He wrote poetry and stories since third grade. When he turned twenty-one, he moved to San Francisco to work, write, and experience more of gay life. In the 1980's he wrote every chance he had, trying and failing miserably at publishing mainstream fiction. He published his first story, Reunion on the Trail in 1986 in a literary magazine. He devoted his life, while working full-time and part-time at another job in San Francisco in the 1980’s, to write and submit his stories, novels and poetry. He found his true voice for the craft in 1990 when he began an unfinished novel. “The Deer in the Forest”. This book is still unfinished. He diverts his nervous energy into perfecting the voices that drive him into this craft he loves. He believes god is present in all human beings, plants, nature and the universe, and if given the chance, they will speak to a true romanticist’s heart and soul, like it does to himself.

After writing plays, short stories, poetry, and two novels, he began writing gay genre fiction, since he had more knowledge and experience with the gay lifestyle. Trying to publish, he went to a library seminar hosted by two published authors. Inspired by the gay writer, Scott Kemble he connected with him on the internet site, The San Francisco Bay Area Literary Arts Newsletter and Review, which published four of Pablo's short stories.

Pablo’s first e-book, When Johnny Comes Marching Home Again, Hooray was published, in 2010. In 2012 he published his first novel, Catnip, Rosemary, Rage and Time.

Feverously writing since 2004, he published his first e-book, Pagan Knights of Cambria with Life of Riley Productions in London in 2010. A few months later, his mainstream story, When Johnny Comes Marching Home Again Hooray, was published with Life of Riley Productions also. In 2012 Pablo self-published his first novel, Catnip, Rosemary, Rage and Time. Pablo combined mystery and humor in this gay, erotic romance on a cruise. Also in 2012, his short story A Night at San Gregorio Beach in the anthology The Boys Club was published by Naughty Nights Press. He continued to write more episodes in his next novel, The Deer in the Forest. The plot spreads over several decades, about a man's attempts to adapt to the world he lives in as a gay man, all with love, heartache, history and survival at no cost.

His latest article, Why Gay Men Retire to Palm Springs, was published in the very popular online magazine. You can read the insightful article here.

Pablo retired in 2014 from gardening and landscaping to devote his energy to write fiction. As a gay man he wishes to promote his writing in the gay genre to help others understand the necessity for equal rights for LGBTQ people and comprehend that love between a man and a man, people of the same sex, is as natural as love between a man and a woman. Throughout his lifetime he has experienced the long battle of achieving acceptance. He has searched for a committed relationship with another man throughout his active gay life. He has loved his partner for twenty years. They were married legally in front of Harvey Milk's bust in the rotunda of San Francisco City Hall by a judge, in 2008. Although their marriage remained legal after the passage of Proposition 8, they continued to work to repeal DOMA and Prop. 8. Throughout his life he has attempted to live and practice peace as a process for living and changing the world.

His book, Blood, Sweat and Black Leather, a gay paranormal romance, was published by Yellow Silk Dreams in January 2015. His next book, Affairs of Men’s Hearts, published in May 2015 by Yellow Silk Dreams is an anthology of four stories connected by the themes of gay men seeking love with another man, from wishful thinking male to male romances to gay marriage. Jack and the Magical Beanstalk Book 1, is a gay adult fairy tale, published in November, 2015 by Yellow Silk Dreams. It is the first in the series, Jack’s Magical Beanstalk, based on the traditional fairy tale Jack and the Beanstalk And Jack’s Magical Beanstalk & the Jeweled Grotto Book 2, was published in September 2016 by Yellow Silk Dreams. Prelude to Jack’s Magical Beanstalk & Sam’s Quandary Book 3 was published in September 2016 by Yellow Silk Dreams. Pablo is currently writing Jack’s Magical Beanstalk & Sam’s Quandary Book 4 is the last book in the series.

When Pablo is not writing he loves to travel with his husband, garden in their yard, entertain with friends and neighbors, and go to the theater. They live on a quiet country street in the urban metropolis of the San Francisco Bay Area with their twelve year-old American Eskimo Husky, Bailey. They live openly as a gay couple without any inhibitions.

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