September 3rd, 1981

There are moments during the night as I lie next to David that I stare at his face half-hidden in the shadows and see the long lashed eyes of a handsome young boy; his broad back seems luminous in the dark room. I put my face against his shoulder and smell a pubescent sexuality that fills me with a roaring male lust. I long to gorge that tight pink ass with my cock– probing his insides, his hot insides with my cock, my fingers, my tongue.

Wonderful meeting tonight. This Thursday night group has become my weekly charge of energy. I am always filled with a spirit, an energy by the people there and the meeting.