Over at Gay Empire, JJD reported on the big story hitting the tabloid press this week — that Gayken had some sort of motel room trist with a boy he met on gay.com. The ex-army ranger luvah sold his story to National Enquirer, has some sort of Gayken cum-covered towel (a.k.a. pulling a Monica), and they barebacked it.
He looks so much like a breeder in these photos…Now, how could this boy be gay?
Because he likes cock.
I met Gayken in early 2004 when my ex-boyfriend and I sat in Studio 8H at NBC in New York to see “Saturday Night Live.” I have a friend on the show and she scored me two tickets for their gayest show in recent memory — Megan Mullaly (Karen from “Will and Grace”) as host and Clay Aiken as musical guest. I have to say I was disappointed that Gayken was the musical guest – why couldn’t I be at the show where U2 did an extra song during the closing credits and Bono bumped and grinded with me? But Clay Aiken?
“Saturday Night Live” of course airs live, and when Gay came out on to set up to perform his musical number during the commercial break every girl in the audience was screaming for him. I hadn’t seen all the pre-teen girls in the audience before the show started, so our guess is that they were let into the back of the studio to provide the teeny-bop screaming around which Gay has positioned himself. They didn’t seem to be present when he wasn’t performing.
We were able to attend the cast party after the show, and I met Gay and congratulated him on his performance. As I wrote on JJD’s blog, my gaydar is questionable at best. I’ve placed an order for an upgraded model but they are backordered. But when I approached Gay, he had his arm around one of his male bandmates. I looked into his face and introduced myself and my gaydar was blaring all over mid-town Manhattan. I shook his hand, and my ‘dar was clear to me. But, as a friend once told me “you may always be gay, but until you come out you are not GAY!”
So, poor Gay is outed in the National Enquirer. It sucks for him, and if he publicly came out I might even buy one of his CDs.
Or at least the cum-covered towel (yuk!).
