Agreed. A lot of the times the jack fagposting/grossposting in here becomes really fucking gross in a way that even Jack himself isn't. I think people should heed the guidelines from the DSP board and try not to be repulsively detailled about how grotesque Jack is. Let him do that.
Agreed, though there’s a part of me that’s okay with the *occasional* fag-/gross-posting because it makes me picture Jack reading it and seething.
Seething, because we all know he’s a deeply insecure closet case that yearns for what is being described. And that causes an amalgamation of angry feelings, self-loathing, and shoved-down inner conflict. If Jack is able to feel that, we’re doing our job.
Jack is a revolting individual inside and out, as has been covered here ad astra. But from the sexual standpoint, when you think of how unhygienic he is, along with the multitude of disgusting health factors that add up to him being a ticking time bomb, it’s amazing that
anyone could look at Jack and find something stimulating there. And we KNOW it’s happened at least twice; Cali and Garrett are living proof. I doubt Tammy even touches him these days- his unsexy mobility issues certainly limit what they can do. She thinks of the coffee breath, farts, and (likely) BO. She then remembers that if they start doing the naughty, there’s a chance that Jack’s heart will explode and she’ll wind up trapped under his hulking corpse, covered in the blood/vomit/urine/feces that he spewed from his orifices as he shivered out into oblivion. At that point, she decides it isn’t worth it and calls on Jim Traynor.
TL;DR: Jack is fucking repulsive, and the only people who’d be willing to pass their penises or anything else into the rotting filth cauldron that is his rectum would be the participants in Louise Hogarth’s
The Gift.