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It’s been said that every person has some dark passion within his soul — some hidden secret, desire or whim that may never surface to be seen by even the closest confidante. Such a secret can be evil and sinister, or it may be trivial and trite.
In America, such dark passions are easily submerged and hidden by the complexities of everyday living. Yet, for those individuals living in a twilight zone — the homophile world — their desires, and needs, and wants have been called perverse, abnormal and depraved by a society that wants to see them remain underground, beyond the public eye.
For Porter Conklin, that’s exactly what he wants to keep his homosexual life hidden from his son, to be sexually free himself.
COP SUCKER — is the story of Porter Conklin’s efforts to achieve a level of secrecy, efforts which ultimately lead him to a shocking revelation.
The kid looked young enough to be Porter’s son. A moment of thinking the young blonde was Mat, brought Porter around the block once more. Anyway, how Porter rationalized his return. On the second pass, Porter could well see that it wasn’t Mat leaning against the side of the building there in the shadows. Oh, the age was about right, but the face wasn’t right. The kid was attractive, but he looked tired. My God, why wouldn’t he look tired out on the streets at this time of the night?
Knowing it wasn’t Mat, what brought Porter back around the block yet again? Well, this time he told himself he was looking for someone else, one of the older hustlers. Of course, Porter had already told himself that the blond kid was probably the only one there. Obviously no one had told the young teenager that there’d been a raid here just the week before. The police had arrested six kids in one night. Porter knew. He’d been at the station the evening they’d brought the kids in.
Fictional reading for entertainment purposes only.