cum & go

    ❝ I’m a pro at letting go,              I love it when they come and go. ❞

Eli Walker, age 29. You’ll most likely find him taking a man into his mouth like Holy Communion. His FC is: Godfrey Gao.

[ i. ] ;;  His mother always told him that he would have to work twice as hard to make it half as far as those around him. Although try as she might to live by this ideal, all of that hard work only earned her a heart attack after working in a diner for thirty years.

[ ii. ] ;; Eli was sixteen when she passed, and hard up for any cash he could find. Doing part time landscaping for minimum wage simply wouldn’t do—so he sought out the infamous Margot. He lied and swore he was eighteen, both knowing he was full of shit. Luckily for him, his boss’ morals are about as loose as her legs. This unspoken understanding earned him his very own trailer in her park.

[ iii. ] ;;  While his bisexuality granted him the willingness for any client, it was rare that a female strolled down to the lot. Instead, he was gifted with the worst clients in town: the self-loathing closeted gays, and the fetishizing racists. Eli began to embrace this brutality upon realizing he was the highest paid worker there. Why let the haters beat you down when you can make them scream your name instead?

[ iv. ] ;; Like most teenagers and their parents, Eli and his mother had a strained relationship right before she died. They were always close, no matter what, but they were having more fights. He wasn’t cleaning up around the house enough, he was leaving wet towels on the floor, his grades were slipping. The morning of the heart attack, they fought about socks. Somehow, he’d been losing every pair he’d owned and she’d had a go at him for it. Eli’s afraid their constant bickering played a part in her heart attack.

[ v. ] ;; The first time Eli thought about finding Margot was in a grocery store, when a man walked by, eyes traveling over him in a way Eli wasn’t quite familiar. He knew he wasn’t ugly, but he’d never exactly been sought after by many. But there, in the middle of the produce aisle, he wasn’t an awkward sixteen year old. He was an object to desire, something sinful and attainable. The idea snowballed from there; why blister his hands landscaping when there were easier ways of getting them dirty?

[ vi. ] ;; It was only a month into working at Legs when Eli had his first experience with a racist, old fuck. Everything was going as it usually did when the man grabbed Eli by the hair and pushed him down to his knees, telling him to ‘suck him good like his people were meant to’. Eli had shoved the man away, telling him to get the fuck out when the punch came. He’d never been hit before, not even before the brothel. Eli, at first, would send away any and every man who came his way that wanted him to play their docile Asian bottom. But he quickly learned that without that business, he hardly had any. Eli didn’t know why, but he was born into a town filled with disgusting men and to get by, he had to accept their fetishes – he’d grin and bear it. Especially if it meant money was coming his way.

[ vii. ] ;; When Eli was twenty eight, he quit Legs. He’d had to move out of his trailer, go across town and try to make a living as a waiter. It didn’t take long for him to realize that he wasn’t cut out for that kind of hard work. He stuck it out for six months, struggling more than usual, getting behind on rent. But when he was kicked out of his apartment for being so far behind, Eli realized his only option was to return to Margot, his pride completely shattered. Since then, his relationship with legs hasn’t been the same.

† ;; Eli never knew his father. His mom made plenty of comments about him; he was handsome, he was a world traveler, he was a useless asshole. But it didn’t seem like she knew much about the man’s whereabouts. When she died, he considered trying to find the man, but he let that idea die. It felt like a betrayal to his mother to try to find another parent.

† ;; If you can’t find him, Eli is probably at the diner where his mother worked. Their home is long gone, so there’s place for him to go back to and remember her. He could always go to her grave, but Eli saves that for her birthdays and holidays. But any other time he’s upset or something has happened, he takes up the corner booth at the diner. They never charge him.

† ;; At seventeen, only a year after his mother died and eight months after he started working at Legs, Eli stopped showing up to school completely. There was no parent to call about his absence, no way to get a hold of him. At seventeen, during his senior year, he dropped out. His mother always said they had to work twice as hard, but Eli started working in a complete other direction. One he wasn’t so sure she’d ever be proud of.

† ;; Even though Eli easily makes a living amount of cash, he always seems to be short on something. Some months, he just forgets to pay gas, or internet. Sometimes he’ll pay off all his bills and then realize there’s no food in the fridge. Eli’s always one step behind with his finances and can’t ever seem to really get into using his money like a real adult.