Yeah, it’s a real Oliver Twist sort of story, complete with a Christian willing to lead him to the Lord. (Lord in Greek is Kyros, by the way.)
And Lucien will obviously stand by Rekers as long as he needs him. He did, certany, tell him to consider himself at home, one of the family.
Amphetamine habit before he graduated to smack. Kid was messed up from early on.
“I’m hiring hot twinks on prostitution sites so I can get some one-on-one alone time with them to [del]have hot monkey sex[/del] bring them to God.”
I know it is entirely possible to have straight sex in a twin bed. Sleeping after? Not so much. But sex? Sure. I would assume the same is true of gay male sex. Not good enough – as cover, I mean.
I do believe you misspelled “climax” there.
My mistake. It had something to do with calling out to God, I’m pretty sure.
I really feel for people who were raised to believe (and absorbed those beliefs) that homosexuality is evil, all the while having to repress their own growing feelings and tormenting themselves with the guilt they feel. Using anti-gay activism as your way to purge those feelings of guilt? Sorry, I just lost any sympathy.
He loves to play hard to get.
Some prostitutes have to learn to deal with being tied up and tickled with a feather (or a whole chicken…that’s the definition of kinky). Some have to deal with being preached at while they hoover old-man parts…
My life sux. I’ve never gotten to spend a week in Europe with a twinkie. 
No, he gets hard to play love.
I think Rekers was confused by the wording of the ad. He saw that Lucien “liked to take a big load and could handle a big sack.” So of course, he thought that meant that Lucien was a professional porter.
No, that was Desperate Blond Combover.
Hell, we have a right-wing trog on this board (naturally, he’s a hulking mountain of muscle ex-Marine - cuz everyone on the Internet is) who has opined about how he has to spend a lot of time fighting against his urges to get a mouth full of sweet sweet hairless Fillipino boy.
-Joe
“What you’re doing is wrong and offends god, son! Now don’t stop doing it, and move a little bit to the left! Now it’s even more wrong! Praize the lawd!”
-Joe
Gold… soild gold.
Ah, there we go. For a brief, absurd moment I thought this “anti-gay preacher caught being gay” story might deviate from the script.
Now, that there is one solid gold typo.
I think Rekers has done enough deviating already.
What you do with Hostess bakery products on your own time is your business, in country or out.
However, if you ever seek out a twink for sex, make sure he really is over eighteen.
I guess I’d stick to the script too if my script were that sticky.