A scurrilous rumor was circulating that Becks Motor Lodge in San Francisco was poised to sell.  Not true.  The landmark establishment in the middle of the Castro neighborhood opened its doors in 1958 and ever since has serviced our community (to say nothing of truckers, who frequented the parking lot).  It’s still a family business. When contacted, they said, “Thanks for checking with us.  We are alive and well!”

I hate to bring up El Presidente week after week.  But, you know, he’s column-worthy, if not sponge-worthy.  Apropos of the announcement of this year’s Kennedy Center Honorees, along with news that El plans to host the event, a reporter asked if there were any truth to the rumors that he was considering renaming the venue with his own name.  He chuckled and said, “Maybe in a week or so.”  Sometimes a joke ain’t so funny.

I should have predicted this week’s Ask Billy question.  Gary in Miami wrote, “Is it true that Antoni is off the market?  What do you know about his boyfriend?”

What can I say?  Hot guys simply bounce back faster.  They also tend to bounce up and down with enormous enthusiasm…but that’s another story.  As to Antoni Porowski from Queer Eye, he hadn’t been linked with anyone seriously since the implosion of his engagement to Kevin Harrington.  Recently, however, he’s been turning up at events with Zacharias Niedzwiecki, who is described as a “personal trainer”.  What he is training little Antoni to do, I’ll leave to your vivid imagination.  Never underestimate the power of pecs (to say nothing of rock-hard abs).  The duo has even taken the liaison to social media – which means something, according to my tween nieces.  I don’t want to minimize either of their appeal.  It’s entirely possible that they could have looks and other less tangible attributes.  But for now, we’ll let you sample their more visible wares on BillyMasters.com.

When one man’s fuck buddy is another man’s boyfriend (and who hasn’t been there?), we’ve definitely come to the end of yet another column.  I was thinking – Big Daddy lasted to 92.  That means I could be writing this column another…oh, four decades or so (allowing for a generous conversion to gay years).  If that’s the case, you should probably get in on the ground floor of www.BillyMasters.com – the site that encourages bouncing of all kinds.  The more you bounce, the looser my lips get…so to speak.  If you’d like to try ‘em out, drop a note and your questions to Billy@BillyMasters.com and I promise to get back to you before David Geffen endows a Billy Masters Chair (I always enjoy sharing a chair with a well-endowed man).  Until next time, remember, one man’s filth is another man’s bible.