He called himself “Professor George.” We shit you not!!

Yes, The Rentboy Temptations of Professor George will be a Death in Venice, but with Budget Inns standing in for Venice, as the pious but randy professor takes the wistful blond Lucien down a primrose path of nude massages, happy endings and total ex-gay fucking!

By now you’ve read the delicious tale of Dr. George Rekers, a leading advocate for ex-gay junk science, being photographed coming back from Europe with a young blond “assistant” he hired from Rentboy.com. He hired the boy, he insists, merely to carry his luggage. At least that was the first draft of the tale.

The story changed within 24 hours, as his cohorts on the religious right dropped him off their sites. Now Dr. Rekers claims he was “ministering” to a confused young lad, for by definition all athletic young men who shyly sell themselves on Rentboy.com with promises of a “smooth, sweet, tight ass” and a “perfectly built 8 inch cock (uncut)” must be confused. And to such sweet and perfect and guileless confusion (see photo at left), our 61-year-old Christian crusader was uniquely qualified to minister.

For one thing, Rekers was actually a Baptist minister, though that is not how he made his mark in the world. As a professor of Neuropsychiatry & Behavioral Science, Dr. Rekers spent his life trying to reclassify homosexuality as a psychosis.

In this effort, he co-founded with James Dobson the vile Family Research Council, a Christian lobbying group focused, in actuality, on criminalizing all aspects of homosexuality. Rekers is also an officer of the National Association for Research & Therapy of Homosexuality (NARTH), a faith-based center for the curing of homosexuality that the American Psychiatric Association has condemned as a sham.

NARTH, when it is not damaging the usually young Christian kids sent to it by their parents, is busy inveighing against the longstanding consensus of mental health professions that homosexuality is normal, positive, and not a mental disorder. Leading the charge, Dr. Rekers (at right, December to Rentboy’s May) most recently turned up in Florida, in 2008, to testify as a so-called expert witness against gay adoption.

And yet there he is in the photos arriving at Miami International Airport, fresh from London, Rome and Madrid, all the fleshpots, as the preachers used to say, of Europe, with his rentboy in tow. Rentboy, by the way, is not carrying even so much as a flight bag, let alone luggage. The Miami New Times reported that Dr. Rekers was humping his own baggage cart all the way through customs. (read the full article)

Lean, ripped Ivan is all about breaking stereotypes. Normally, one look at Ivan’s buddy Tanek and you would swear Tanek is the top. After all, he looks like the captain of the football team, while Ivan looks like the adorable towel boy. But Ivan has other ideas.

There is something magical about seeing a small guy (with a huge dick) fuck a big guy. It’s the same reason we root for the underdog in a game or anywhere. Like that time I rooted for gay porn legend Jeff Stryker to win a Grammy for his song “Pop You in the Pooper.” I swear that’s a real song. It’s in my iTunes and everything.

Ivan powerfucks Tanek hard on all fours and on his side. Side fucks are so sweet on film. Ivan ends up with both his and his buddy’s load on his own tight stomach. Our Jake Cruise theater always treats you right!

See all the action now in the Inner Circle. You’ll need a towel boy of your own when you’re done.

Gay politics do not go easy on those who practice outright denial of truth about sexuality. We are hard on those who say that our relationships are just transient conditions, or that God wants to change us. Even when we know the people preaching those views are secretly gay themselves, we condemn them.

Ted Haggard and his allies are our favorite targets of criticism. We know that he is not without his hidden torments – to pursue an anti-gay religious philosophy and believe, wholeheartedly, that same-sex sexual contact will lead you to Hell, yet be unable to restrain that very human desire, is surely a never-ending nightmare.

We are hard on those who tell us – in spite of all evidence – that we can magically convert to Leave It To Beaver-style heterosexuality, because those people do have the power to torture us through their vice-grip on the Republican party and public policy.

They get their way more often than not; their whim to have everybody else conform to a certain view trumps our interest in pursuing our own happiness, and even our allies in politics back down or appear impotent. So when a person with an obvious same-sex attraction joins the anti-gay cause, we disown them as gay people and hope they will be bountiful in moral failures. (read the full article)

Smooth, fuckable Derrick Hanson loves working up a sweat playing baseball. But good thing he has energy to spare after practice because he runs into nasty Manuel Torres in the locker room. And tatted, hairy-chested Manuel loves ass.

Turns out Sexgaymes theater stars Derrick and Manuel are slores. This is ice skater Johnny Weir-speak for a combo slut/whore. Someone call Merriam-Webster pronto! There is no better word for these guys fucking and sucking in a testosterone-heavy locker room.

You’ve spotted a guy in the gym you want to fuck around with right then and there. Now you get to see it all happen, jockstrap included, right here in the Inner Circle.

Yes, jacking off counts as cardio, so join now! Your dick (and heart) will thank you.