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Screw Racists
Be for real. I’m a catch. If you saw my headless torso on Grindr you’d immediately hit me up and tap my profile. That is…unless you had a “preference” also known as being racist. It’s no secret that an epidemic in the gay community is a preference to exalting white buff gay men as the epitome of the dream. The dream boyfriend, the dream husband, the dream fuck buddy. But if you know you know. Outside of the confines of what you’ve been raised with as the dream by your friends or the media, there’s a whole world of dreamy men on the other side of the street.
I moved from my safe space of fellow Asians to a big city with way less diversity. That’s when I realized how much that bigotry played into the gay scene. No taps and those that hit me up almost immediately back peddled when they saw Asian on my profile.
I grew up having to overcome these kinds of voices always saying I was less than or not enough. One night a hookup showed nothing but lust for me. We kinda hit it off, later I showed up for our hookup and it was such a good fuck.
Then it happened.
“I don’t usually get with Asians but you’re almost making me rethink that.”
I was stopped in my tracks. To blatantly just minimize me and my culture and insinuate I wasn’t good enough for the color of my skin. I had it. I chewed him out immediately calling him and that behavior so old fashioned and reprehensible.
But he didn’t like that. As he approached me with his pocket knife I made my way to the door. I sped off as fast as I could, but unfortunately for me so did he. I tried to lose him but instead I just lost civilization. I was on some weird backroads in a forest when he found me and rammed me off the road. I swerved off road and into a tree as he sped away yelling slurs at me.
The next time I woke up, it was in a hospital room…I could hear the vitals but I couldn’t move. When I finally moved, I was lighter? I turned to see my arm and jumped when I saw straight through it.
Beep beep beep
My vitals remained unchanged. I turned around from the bed and saw my body lying there motionless. I read the chart on my bed…coma from severe bodily trauma. I fell onto the floor. That fucking racist.
I walked through the halls when I saw him! He was paying off some nurses that pointed him in my direction. He was coming to finish the job!
The cool sly charm and swagger he walked with allowed him to go by without as much as a blink from the nurses and doctors. He walked by my spectral form and into the room where my body lied motionless. That’s when he pulled a syringe out and began to motion toward my IV. I’m not sure what I thought I could do but I jumped at him to stop him from seemingly trying to and my life.
Before he could stab that needle into the only thing keeping me alive, I sunk into his torso and arms. I began slowly sinking in to him. I could hear him gasping in shock questioning why he couldn’t move. We were voicing echoing sentiments but he couldn’t hear me. I wasn’t sure how it was happening but I knew it was keeping him from killing me.
It was fight or flight as he began to thrash his legs and head around. This needed to end now before nurses or security came in. I slammed my head forward which made it easier to sink my legs into his body. That’s when I felt a chill and shiver. I was in control, I’m not sure where he went but I was piloting his milky white ship now. It kind of gave me the ick being in control of something I’ve despised my whole life.
Hm despised my whole life. That gave me an idea. If he found me so reprehensible before maybe I can teach him a lesson. A charity give back if you will. He may have used disgusting rhetoric towards people of color but I was about to let any man ram their way through me. All of a sudden I’m not into white men, I’m strictly open for business for men of color only. While I’m at it, let’s start up an onlyfans and social media account proudly flaunting how much of a d*ck pig I am now.
