Jan 8
6 min read
This Fantasy of 2 Black Men Kissing Led Me Here
Two black men kissing is how it started. To this day, I’ll never know from where that fantasy came. But it was a thought that consumed my every waking hour as a fourteen-year-old boy.
Even during sleep, the image of two black men kissing haunted my dreams. It was typically a much older lad and me, and all I could do to escape his grip was to wake up panting, breathing heavily, and covered in my juices. At school, I was a real…
