Just The 2 Of Them

The fat white fag and his much younger slant eyed fuckette with “Bottom” written all over him, gingerly entered the gym. Ruddy-faced, balding, corpulent and with teeth as orange as the sunset, FuelMix surmised the fat white fag was English. By contrast, the much younger,  slant-eyed squeak toy was wispy and noodle thin. Fuck him too hard, he’d probably break. Then again, being oriental, there was probably bamboo in his genetics, in which case, fuck him too hard, he wouldn’t break - he’d just bend.

The pair surveyed the gym hardware like 2 housewives grocery shopping. Touching here, sniffing there, pointing at that, checking for weight and texture, a quick feel and a lift, followed by a nod of approval.

As often as FuelMix had spied fags in gyms around the world, this was the first time FuelMix was forced to admit that there really was an effeminate gay way of working out. It wasn’t pretty, but it came across as Voguing-With-Weights-meets-Ballet Trocadero-meets-heavy sighs-and-gasps.

It was very visual. The fag white fag was out of shape, the slant-eyed fag had no shape. Each was as pathetic as the other in tone and technique. Which is probably the same that could be said for them in bed. Which is why there were a perfect match for each other........

FuelMix stopped...........

Who was he to judge compatibility........?

What did FuelMix actually know about them? Fuck all.

It was just as possible that their relationship was a match made in heaven as a match made in  a gay sauna. (and more matches are made there than a fag might think). They seemed happy in their space. So what if they had “FAGS" screaming out of their pores? So what if the straight guys looked at them and sneered? So what if their technique and physiques sucked?

FuelMix read somewhere that we are all perfect in our imperfections. Yes, even the generic fag. They have perfect bodies, small minds, damaged intellects, dysfunctional emotional intelligence and a crippled spirituality. All by design (and choice).

Gazing at those 2 apparently mis-matched fags in the gym, FuelMix realized that they were presenting a perfection that was inherent and purposeful.  Like the sneering str8 guys, FuelMix had confused perception with reality.

Originally published 22 June 2010.  
Republished 4 November 2011.
Amended and republished 15 February 2013. 

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