late night subway crawl

Late night subway. Crawling through the tunnel. A threesome are hunkered over a phone.

“What are you wearing?”

“I wrapped myself up in a sheet. No, it was really cleaver. I have a pix. “ He swipes right.

“Let me see, oh, it ‘s a Rick Owen’s moment”, he clutches the phone drawing himself from the sliding slouch of draped clothes and plastic seat.

“I ran upstairs. I didn’t want to be on display in all my faggotry. To the bathroom.

I’m sitting there, on grinder. You were going to come over soon. I’m scrolling. Jen is in the other room, just 5 feet away. And it’s him. A picture he took in our bathroom not 5 minutes before. He was trying to fuck someone. Messaging girls.”

A large goth pink h

aired with a boy George hat slung back high on his head.

“Guess who he was trying to message.” She lifts her eyes and collapses into herself as a means of implication.

“So I went downstairs and confronted him, he said he was trying to talk to another trans girl to better educate himself.”

They all shake their heads.

“He is such a child. Is he afraid to validate her gender? The idea of masculinity…. he refuses to identify as gay even though he came out to his family years ago.”

“He says to her, ‘I am trying to take out all the trash’. Whatever that means.

So they got this profile together to flirt with other girls. But she not really into it. She’s so straight you know?”

Agender, Androgyne, Bigender, Butch, Ceterosexual/Ceteroromantic, Crossdresser, Demigender, Enby, Epicene, Femme, Gender fluid, Genderflux, GenderFuck, Gender neutral, Girlfag, Graygender, Graygender