This is yet another in a long and unsavory list of stories based more on truth than I’d care to say. Many of the embellishments involve Drew actually getting TOGETHER with guys who turn out to be psychos, but realistically, most of them show themselves online prior to a “hookup” actually occurring. It seems a recent trend that if a guy says “I’ve never been with a fat guy before” on gay.com, it’s because he’s going to tell you the price-tag for hooking up with him shortly there-after. That’s followed at a close second by the guys who say they really only get hard when they do drugs first… Because nothing says “fuck me” like watching some dude get stoned off his ass and then eat all of the potato chips in your house.
I mean, hey – let’s not only give a guy my address so that he knows where I live, but also give him intimate access to the premises so that he can eye-up my valuables. Maybe we’ll have chatted about a kinky bondage scenario so he can tie me to the bedpost and loot every item with a ticket value greater than 10 bucks. At the end of the day, nothing gets ME hard like being robbed blind due to my own ignorance. Because being fucking stupid is sexy. Mmm…
Regardless, it never ceases to amaze me the length that people will go to not be called a prostitute. If you ask for 20 bucks for gas after a 3 mile drive? You’re a call-boy. You’re trying to create a situation that is far more glamorous (you being poor or assuming that gas is 15 bucks a gallon), but you’re failing miserably. When you say you’re looking for a blow and go – you should clarify if you’re looking for money to buy blow, and then you’ll go. How hard a system is that?
Regardless, the world keeps on turning and we gays keep on slutting and all is right as rain.
In other news – still, none of the summer Bear films have come to Detroit, as was expected. I anticipate I’m going to have to buy these buggers on DVD and watch them in the privacy of my own home, alone and hidden away from the outside world. My partner isn’t even likely to watch those buggers with me because… well… Logo already has all the programming with the smooth sweaty fuck-boys that he wants to watch, so he really gets nothing out of a Bear feature… But meh, I say.