Anderson’s fiance was busting slobs with some dude in Central Park.

I wouldn’t kick either of them outta bed, but…what is going on here?

Nobody knows who the dude on the right is. But on the left, that’s Anderson Cooper’s Boo, Ben Maisani, owner of gay East Village hangout Eastern Bloc (which threw me out last year because some dude wanted to fight and I kicked him in the throat…whatever).

And they were really going at it:

That’s gay people tongue, all out the mouf, ready to go into somebody else’s. And they weren’t just making out:

Look at all that lovingly gazing into his eyes shit. I can smell the pheromones through the screen. They had sex right after this. Or just finished smashing right before. Or they’re giving each other handjobs just outside the frame of the picture.

The Internet is all abuzz that Ben is a dumbass for cheating on Anderson. I agree that he’s a dumbass—because he got photographed in Central Park doing it—but he’s not cheating. I’ma tell you exactly what this is because A) I work in Chelsea and B) I’ve seen enough Grindr profiles to speak on this intelligently.

They smash extras on the side. The end.

Every 40something homo-couple living south of 59th Street with a gym membership and a smartphone has a profile on some gay hookup site either as a couple looking for a third or as singles looking to play on the side. That’s just how NYC gays are. Shit, and straight people too, because I know many a heaux at the bar with a vagina, a purse full of condoms, and a boyfriend at home. That’s just NYC.

I don’t know why anybody is surprised. I’d be more surprised if they weren’t having sex with other people. The fastest way to kill a committed relationship is to actually be committed…