When I browse CL casually, not looking for work, I genrally click on four types of responses:
The first is 18 year olds, the new kids on the block. I want to get to know them, to establish their patterns, even if I don’t ever intend to fuck them.
The second is the bizarre, baloon fetishests, infantalism fetishests, etc. They are pottentially high-paying future clients. It takes another couple of twenties to conince a boy to cleanse your piss-sodden crotch. They are also larks; they’re slace aliens, rare sightings, like the masc boy who wants to blow a guy in the mall bathroom. (Young as he is, he’s been around almost as long as I have.)
Then there’s the pros. We’re all masquerading as amateurs, kids who need a one time loan for school books. We flag each other if we’ve been to obvious. We fail to think a city this size can support us all, though it has so far.
The fourth sort of link I click is the rarest of them all: The man looking for the avowed femm. the real and true faggot. With that faith, I click the above link, and then I read on…
And I almost creamed my pants. Could this be real? A gay man who wanted to fuck around with another real, live gay man? This, my friends, is the real-life equivalent of a jackelope. This is a bunny with mother fucking antlers. This is progress.