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Birdwhistle Tearoom management has been informed that one of the waiters complained his tip had been stolen from a table that had not yet been bussed, by an unknown perpetrator who dined in the restaurant Saturday night. A typically busy night forced him to get to the table late, after after he had seen a large wad of cash being put on the tray after the bill had been paid, when while leaving, the table host thanked and congratulated him on his perfect presentation of a flaming baked Alaska. Several groups were seated in close proximity to the table. It might have been anyone from those surrounding tables, all seemingly animated and having a good time with little care about their surroundings except for the usual titter and din of evaluations of any one group of men by all the others, which is the necessary ritual assessment of potential tricks for the evening. All gay men have these discussions with their pals. "What about that one?" "Nice face, but did you see that horrible manicure when he lifted his glass? I bet his toenails are dirty", etc., etc. Then the snappy comeback: "It's not his toes I'll be be sucking." This night, the assembled members of the Ten Commandments Club, dining together with their applicant, took note of the anguish of the waiter whose tip their tablemate had just nicked. One of their number suggested to the thief that he should approach the waiter, offer his condolences, and invite him back to their elegantly appointed rented clubhouse in Aluminum City. The plan all went pretty successfully. Members are all smooth talkers, appear above suspicion, and are all devastatingly good looking. Who in his right mind would say no to such an invitation? He's lucky this wasn't a 6th commandment night. And The Ten Commandments Club has its newest member, who, now richer by fifty dollars, stood in line to screw the waiter once again.

Ticklers Lounge at Loveless Motel, located off the lobby, has a pretty strict dress code: coat and tie, and if you aren't wearing a coat, they have a few in the back they will loan you for an evening. Invariably, after a sultry evening of showtunes and pop laden with testosterone and queerness, like "My Boy Bill", "Mad About the Boy", "Secret Love", "We Kiss in a Shadow", and even "YMCA", sung in 12 part harmony around a piano that smells like scotch spilled on tweed and pinstriped wool, with a smoke chaser, it becomes more than a man can take and after last call and so the doors are locked for the few who want to remain behind. Though the suits stay on, the zippers come down. Some of these guys have been brought here by their employers as part of an extended interview process. "Are you able to speak in front of an audience? Are you outgoing - a bit of an extrovert? Do you enjoy showing gratitude in public?" These are questions a candidate for employment might well be asked, and should be prepared to demonstrate. Suits rule the economy, the social structure and stratosphere, and sexual hierarchy. Yes, cowboys and leathermen, you can only come in if you're on your knees and you put on that jacket.

It just goes to show you - If it's not one thing, it's another. If something can go wrong, it will go wrong. When it rains it pours. As soon as the leak in the grotto pool at The Tubs was fixed, the water heater on the second floor of the Bunkhouse at Loveless Motel exploded, flooding part of the kitchen at Malamute Saloon. Crews are feverishly working to have things ready to go for New Year's Eve, working 24 hours, round the clock. It's been noticed that some of the workers are a little older, and on the evening shift they are liable to take more breaks, and the construction crew foreman believes in rewarding the men for their hard work. It just goes to show you - If you suck it, they will cum.

Ever-popular Gladiator get-ups always save the day, if you forgot a costume. Just because it's Halloween doesn't mean you can't wear what you were going to wear anyway to Loveless Motel. You might not even make it out of your room! Like we said, cum as you are...

We don't care how you get here or what you have to do to get here - get here. Loveless Motel is waiting for you.

Vaseline Alley is a sure-fire way to meet a new friend, says our NYC pal, who sent us a few pictures he took recently in Central Park. He said there's a section there called the Rambles, but last time he was there, some cheap hustler stole his camera when is pants were down around his ankles and his attention was diverted elsewhere. "I lost my camera and its roll, when I got rolled.

Some days it seems like nothing gets done at the Motor Pool at Loveless Motel. Those crazy guys! You just never know what you'll walk into at the garage.

Loveless Motel would like to remind our incoming guests that the local constabulary patrols our parking lots, and will detain anyone who is visibly naked from the vantage point of the frontage road passing Loveless Motel, from sunup to sundown, year round. Please make sure your parking lot cruising takes place after dark and before dawn.

Loveless Motel attracts a lot of cops, eager to make their quota for writing tickets, sometimes for the smallest infraction, even though a good part of the force are evening patrons, especially of Loveless Truck Stop and The Tubs at the bunkhouse. So generally, if you see a uniformed ociffer of the law inside the compound, interaction is generally welcomed, and Officer Dick can be real friendly.

Loveless Motel bartenders are top of the list for most guest contact during a vacation. Tip well, and the rewards will be tangible.

Some guests have reported that they have been stopped by a local traffic cop identifying himself as "Officer Dick", who offers to "let it slide" for "a favor". Loveless Motel neither confirms nor denies that the "officer" in question is actually a guest himself. So far, every complaining guest says they complied with the request, were not issued a ticket, and everything came out ok in the end.

It's hard to be yourself in today's world, until you get to Loveless Motel. Aluminum City provides great accommodations and the privacy you crave, to satisfy all those other cravings you have. We welcome everyone and are eager to satisfy your needs.

Pole Smoker A homosexual who expertly performs fellatio on one or more men at a time -1990s- "That guy owns a smoke shop and he doesn't smoke tobacco or weed, but he sure knows how to smoke my pole"

Here we have an exterior shot of The Hoosegow - Loveless Motel's very own detention center, located in the Bunkhouse. Why is there a jail at a resort? As Sheriff Buck N. McBuff says, "Fuck around and find out" He says "Drunk guys do stupid shit and we have to mainly protect them from themselves, as well as others. If they land in detention, we feed 'em for free, and, well, they're usually not in there alone, if you get my drift. In fact", he goes on to day, "I swan some of them boys will get into fisticuffs just to get thrown in, for fun"

Choose yer Partner at the Malamute Saloon in the Bunkhouse at Loveless Motel. Or get in a line...

Loveless Motel even has a casting couch! Here, a lucky applicant awaits discussing his skills with the boss.

Meet our weekend security team at Loveless Motel. Left to right, Officer Rod, Officer Dick, and Officer Peter. They're local cops moonlighting for extra cash and a free drink per shift. Don't be afraid to say hello - they won't bite unless you ask. They have been known to toss a few guys into the Hoosegow at the Bunkhouse for crowding around the laundry room. Punishment is stiff at Loveless Motel.

One of our interns who hails from Dallas has just been promoted to Junior Manager at Loveless Motel (manager of what, we don't quite know yet) - Meet Taylor - he's apparently among those who believe that you should dress for the job you want, and lucky for us, places as much emphasis at undressing to to get the job you want, too. Ultimately, you can't help but hire a man who knows how to put his hands in his pockets. Pocketpool never fails during an interview.

At Loveless Motel, we welcome our men in uniform, whether we can see them or not. The Bunkhouse is the best place to meet these men, who are always on a budget but looking for the best they can find

Hey Cowboy! Maybe we'll see you tonight at the Malamute Saloon in the Bunkhouse at Loveless Motel

Cowboys generally book into the Bunkhouse at Loveless Motel, however this pair had decided to splurge for their spooge and get a regular room.

TGIF Happy Hour gatherings at the Silver Bullet Bar down in the woods at Loveless Motel are well known for the clientele and results.

Please be advised, Loveless Motel's highest priority is the safety of its guests. As a reminder, DO NOT congregate around the entrance to the Laundry Room located behind the pool utility building. Patrons have once again complained that crowds have made use of the laundry room all but impossible, and a likely fire hazard.