Is Jason Homophobic?
Young queenie Steven starts working out with me and Jason.
“Is he looking at you?” said Jason.
“Nah, I think he has the hots for you.”
“Ha ha,” said Jason.
“No, he’s got a thing for straight boys.”
“Seriously, this is where you guys lose sympathy…”
“Oh, come on, he is a young, harmless gay boy who hasn’t worked out life yet,” I said. “So instead of getting all fucken defensive, just take it as a compliment.”
“What…”
“It’s a compliment.”
Jason looked at me as though he wanted to say something, but the fact he knew I was right was stopping him.
“I just don’t like the way they look you up and down…”
“You don’t HAVE to do anything.” I felt my face crease into a smile, a la lecture over.
Jason smiled, despite himself. “I guess you are right.”
“Is he looking at you?” said Jason.
“Nah, I think he has the hots for you.”
“Ha ha,” said Jason.
“No, he’s got a thing for straight boys.”
“Seriously, this is where you guys lose sympathy…”
“Oh, come on, he is a young, harmless gay boy who hasn’t worked out life yet,” I said. “So instead of getting all fucken defensive, just take it as a compliment.”
“What…”
“It’s a compliment.”
Jason looked at me as though he wanted to say something, but the fact he knew I was right was stopping him.
“I just don’t like the way they look you up and down…”
“You don’t HAVE to do anything.” I felt my face crease into a smile, a la lecture over.
Jason smiled, despite himself. “I guess you are right.”
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