Peep Show

One of the fascinating aspects of fag life in Very Rich Megacity, is observing the dynamics of inter-racial couplings at the University of Fag Bar (pending accreditation).

Inevitably, white fag is older, bigger, fatter and not good looking. GAM fag is younger, smaller, thinner (relatively) and usually generic looking - although there can be occasional built cuties on both sides of the equation.

In the early stages of attraction, both are seated in the booth or in some discreet corner of the bar. Their knees will be rubbing against each other. Each will touch the other's forearm while making a conversational point. White fag is all over the GAM, fondling, stroking, brazen deep kissing. Conversation is not that important. GAM may not speak that much English. He’s just happy to be publicly noticed and adored. 

If the GAM speaks English, it’ll vary depending on where he was brought up and educated. If he is a local bar queen, the English will be faulty, hesitant and uneven. He will attempt to sail by on whatever looks he possesses. Linguistic skills will be limited to singing along with the Canto-pop froth emanating from the jukebox. White fag will be scheming how to fuck him fast, before GAM changes his mind and finishes singing. 

If GAM is a professional and well educated, expect a western accent, or worse, foreign European phrases dropped into the conversation. White fag will be impressed. He’ll usually have his arm around him. They’re equals. Fucking will be by negotiation. 

If the GAM is locally educated, the English might still be good, even excellent. But he will act coy and demure, forever apologizing that his English is not good. White fag will melt and adopt body language to show empathy and approachability. Fucking will be a slower prospect. It will take all the white fag’s non-threatening persuasion skills. But GAM is no fool either. He’s stringing the white fag along until his balls ache. 

Here in Very Rich Megacity, GAMs in a bar with a white guy are notoriously territorial. Bagging a foreigner for a few hours, carries bragging rights. When the time comes to head to the toilet to piss, there is an elaborate and showy dance of affection lavished on the white guy. It’s the equivalent of marking the white guy with their scent and warning other GAMs who might have designs on his man. (FuelMix often wondered why the GAM didn't piss on the white guy instead. It would be clear and unequivocal).

If their casual encounter survives the first fuck and they’ve conned themselves into thinking they’re an item, a dilemma sets in almost immediately. Not having negotiated the parameters of their “relationship”, neither is quite sure what to do next. They arrive at the cruisy bar and sit in their booth – with one major difference. They’re now sitting diagonally across from each other. Their conversation is intermittent with long periods of silence. Body contact is cursory and desultory. 

GAM stares off into the distance, with a look of total boredom. White fag twitches nervously, anxious for any kind of human contact. Sometimes, white fag will just get up and talk to other white fags while ogling other potentially available Asian meat. GAM, left alone in the booth, will pull out his mobile phone. 

At that point, the other GAMs will know the white fag is available. Some will plot their moves. Others will gather around the recently deserted GAM in the booth to gossip and commiserate.  Neither GAM nor white fag is paying any attention to the other.......

Neither GAM nor white fag has a clue when the other left the bar.  All he knows is that it wasn't with him.......

Originally published 27 August 2007

Amended and Republished 11 December 2013 | 23 June 2014 

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