YOUTH PASTOR

I always get some emails for some asking for more personal stories,  because when I do post them, you seem to like them, and I mean to, but never get around to it. So you can thank Sixpense for this gem. He had a whole post the other day you can read here where he talked about those in the LGBTQ community who work for or in homophobic organizations or religions. Yes, I don't get in either, it boggles the mind. His point was I believe many will bitch and complain about the homophobic sentiments and the evil personalities that work there,  and host the spread of even more hate, and yet, they still are there working along side this hate or when they are found out and fired for being gay, their angry. But what did they expect when they are sleeping with the enemy along? And how can one work for any company or religion if they are against a whole lifestyle that your a part of????  But what may surprise you even more was your Mistress dated a youth pastor once!!!!! Tis  true lambchops!!!! I think I just heard a handful of drinking glasses hit the floor.

Why couldn't the youth pastor have been Joel Birkin? I would have gladly said my hail marys then!

Picture it, It all started on a balmy summer night in the summer back in 1999. I and a good friend used to road trip to clubs and it was on one of those excursions to the backwoods of Hagerstown,  Md to the The Lodge that I met youth pastor.  Half way through the night we both met guys and had a jolly time. Turns out the guys we met were both good friends of each other. After that night we agreed to see each other again. Before the next meeting, Youth Pastor and I talked many times over the phone, which was where I learned he was a youth pastor. I was taken aback a bit, but I though, well he is still a gay man. And sooooo adorable.  We got together twice when he came to Harrisburg, before he finally asked me to come down for a night. So, my friend and I got a room in the Hagerstown area,  and all went out for a good time. Somewhere in the night, something happened that my friend and his suitor backfired and they called it quits. Youth pastor was like, "Looks like I made the better choice." Later in the week when my friend's suitor called to find out how my friend was doing,  we had a long conversation, where he told he of youth pastor's strict Catholic church where he was member, his love for God, and him being a prude. He also told me on a number of occasions members of the church questioned his sexuality and yet he still remained with the church. I couldn't figure it out either, and this was new territory for me. And if he didn't like want to come clean with being gay, why was he perusing me? Well, later that week he called and invited me to his house to stay the weekend...pay dirt.... and we'd go out to dinner and then meet friends at the Lodge to go dancing. Well, the night came and went, and later at his house I was in the bathroom freshin' up and such, put on the best fitting sport briefs in white, and made sure the cock was positioned just right...this trap was being set correctly damn it. After all, this guy was very cute, I can't lie.  Once in bed I wrapped a arm over him and made sure the goods were pressed hard into his legs, even grabbed his hard cock... but what I was met with was did I thank the Lord for all I had, and now is a time to relax and slumber. WHAT THE EVER LOVING FUCK WAS THIS!!!!!! This, this had never happened to me before. So, I thought ok. Plan B. When the morning sun fills the house, and we get up, and he sees my ass in underwear...y'all seen that ass, that will seal the deal for sure. Well Plan B came and went and was yet another failure. I could tell he was struggling with trying to not touch or cup anything, but was met with "Do you think it's appropriate to be walking around so scantly clad, advertising like that in my house?" I think I even took his hand and put in on my cock and said live a little!!!! Well, we went to lunch with his good friends and the one who dated my friend. He asked if we got anywhere, to which I said no. His girl- friend said how nice it was to meet me and the youth pastor just can't stopping taking about me. Really? Now I'm really confused. That night before going back to Harrisburg, I tried again and was told I had to keep my carinal actions under check. Well, that was it! Next weekend when I went down, I got a room and then went to meet him out. He was sort of cold too. I was dancing with his friend, and his friend. Later Youth pastor said I was being rude and ignoring him. But all he did was sit like a bump on the log. I  said well maybe you could act like your interested in me and maybe we will talk. I of course knew I was checked out already, and his good friend and pal were at the bar...we were all drunk. He told me he always thought I was sexy with a nice ass and they were always looking for a third!!! Well that was that!!!! When I was leaving, youth pastors girl friend said, Hey, you came here to be with Charlie!!! I said yes, yes I did. But since he doesn't know what to do with this, I'm leaving with them! Tootles. And that was that. Never heard from him again. My goodness, could you imagine what he would have said if he knew I did drag??? But not all was done. In the weeks going there,  I also befriended one of the Lodges grande dames Stephanie Micheals...so I ended up going back several times to do drag shows.   I have no idea if youth pastor even knew it was me. But it was the first place I did my rendition of Hanky Panky..how prefect!

Not the youth pastor, otherwise things may have panned how different!!!!!!

This was also not that last conservative wacko I dated. Some of you may remember J from after my split up with the ex. He too was very religious, and a gasp, republican!!!!! Yep he voted for who know you!!!!  He was brought up very conservative, was married and had a son. I met him when he divorced when he realized he liked men. We saw each other off and on because he lived in Harrisburg and I was down here in Philly. He was downright daddy handsome, and the sex was scorching,  but over time he wanted the whole kit and caboodle. But he also had issues with drag, definitely not comfortable in his gay skin at this point, and was bothered if people thought he was gay. One had to watch how gay they acted in public.  Yeah that wasn't happening, after all, I just came out of a ten year relationship. I felt bad, he was really a nice guy, but couldn't make a decision to save his soul and would never, ever shut up. but luckily he is now happily partnered.  And certainly god knows, I was not about to play step mummy. But he has said because of spending time with me and talking, I did open up his eyes to a lot, and he is now more comfortable in the lifestyle. We still talk, he loves the Mistress now and even queens out. You may remember him from this post. Don't let the post scare you. It seems like a lot of men I was dating, but after all, with me, it's not about the men in my life, it's the life in my men. So that's my foray into the religious side of gay men.

Blogging will resume sometime next week.....

...headin' up to the mountains for some glamping, hiking, communing  and convalescing with nature. Maybe even some clowning with a jig or two....

Peace Bitches!

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