it's official. june 14, 2001, at 7:34 am. i was imming a black fag (black flag?) in cincy, i offer to stop over at his house after work and service him. he then says, "do you like african american males?". i almost stuck my foot in my mouth.
not so long ago, i had the hardest time admitting to myself that i was a man. i even repeatedly called myself a 'male' or a 'guy' on aol, just for this reason. i couldn't call myself a man, i was not a man compared to the real men i lusted after. i couldn't call myself a man.
apparently, the niglet i was talking with was as insecure with himself as i was. apparently, all gays are, calling themselves 'boi' or 'guy' or even 'goddess'.