Qaes Almnsi – Conditionally/Conveniently gay Muslim-
I’d actually end up losing my job at Red Lobster after this encounter. Anyone who knows me knows that I love arab men/people, they are second only to Black/African people to me. If I weren’t black/African-american myself, then Arab might might be the apple of my eye. Regardless I worked with one at Red Lobster. He was a busser I was a server. Everyone introduced him as a ladies man, but I couldn’t help but notice how perfectly kept his eyebrows were. He was definitely a “pretty boy.” He spoke broken English but could communicate well… over time we’d become emotionally connected “bros” we’d have our own language. I’d say “1,2,3” which meant “Qaes I love you, your so sexy, (and something else I don’t remember.)”
So somewhere between my attraction and my gaydar sensory overload, we connect on facebook and try and communicate. I’m definitely attracted to him at this point, he tells me that he’s not gay but will do a threesome with a woman… Anyway on a random day at work we’re conversing and he says he went out the night before. I asked where he went, he says the local gay bar—- now to his credit EVERYONE goes to this bar in Louisville so it doesn’t necessarily reflect your sexual preference if you’re seen there. Still, I was intrigued because out of ALL the bars and clubs in town, how did YOU an Iraq Muslim find your way there? Anyway I ask him if he wants to go there together sometime, he says yes.
So one night after a shift, I needed a ride home and he drove me. He gives me the aux cord and we ride. He always has his shirt open showing his chest, so I decided to take a chance and ask permission to feel his chest. He’s flattered and responds with “I’m straight” but somehow some way I sensed he would let me and I swooned and he smiled. Anyway he drops me off at home and it’s a beautiful late evening, I tell him it’s a good night to go out. He says he’ll go home and change and come back. HOT damn, I’ve got a bro-date with a fine ass muslim body builder… I go freshin up, and put on my most fashionable ourfit and jewerly, he’ll later compliment my jewelery. We buy a bottle of vodka (I think goose) and we meet his cousins and drink outside the club. During our time at the club I felt like he was being macho for his cousins so kinda distanced myself for a moment and I left to another bar with a former high school classmate. Eventually the bars would close and Qaes would message me to return to the gaybar because it was time to leave. I arrive back at the bar with Qaes and he and his counsins are eyeing a MtF Transsexual. Qaes and his cousins want me to approach her because I’m tall and black, I’m uninterested, she’s uninterested so it doesn’t work. We left her alone and walked back to the car where Qaes’ cousins were waiting eagerly. As Qaes and I walked I turned and asked him “You like transexuals?” He knew the question was loaded and his eyes squinted and he said “when I’m drunk.” At this point, for some reason I knew all systems were a go for Qaes and I- I could feel it.
So I get in his Charger and even his cousins question if I’m going home with him, I feel it’s needless because I obviously came with him. We leave and he and I head to get food. The restaurants were closed so we stopped by the market and then came back to my place. I put the food in the oven and turn on porn while we wait (I’m testing the waters.) He’s intrigued by the porn… At this point the sexual tension in the room could be cut with a knife. I strike up conversation asking if he’s circumsized, ofcouse he doesn’t know what that means so I proceed to point and describe… but when I pointed I swear I ACCIDENTLY touched his erect penis (I’m sure it was the lackof motor skills from all the vodka we drank.) But what intrigued me more than accidently touching his erect penis is how comfortable he was when it happened. He didn’t even flinch, kind of like when I asked to feel his pecs. At this point it was game on, and I unzipped his pants and began sucking him. I suck him for maybe 20-30 minutes and I SWEAR he repeated that he was “straight” the ENTIRE time, like a broken record… Now I’m giving him head with rings on and he communicates that he’s uncomfortable, I’m thinking he’s just not into it so I kindof just stop. He notices I’ve stopped, and then proceeds to say “it’s your rings,” meaning take them off and keep sucking. I oblige… I have an ass eating fetish so I go to raise his legs back and he throws them back more eagerly than I can push them back. Evenutally he says he’s “going to cum” and blows in my mouth.
So now that the horny is gone he begins to feel guilty and flees my apartment. We see each other at work the next day, we’re friendly but it’s awkward, he then communicates to me that he feels I took advantage of him as his “brother.” (Masculine men don’t know male intimacy other than claiming they’re “bros” and gaslighting.)
So, over the next few months we would fall out at work twice. He’d ignore me and I’d say I don’t keep the confidence of betrayal…. He’d blow up at me and our coworkers would see but then he and I would play it off….We do become friends again and he says we’ll “go out again and drink the whole bottle.” 6 months go by and we’re finally supposed to go out one night but I still don’t drive and he tells me that if his cousins don’t want to pick me up then he won’t go out either…. Ofcourse the next day I found out he went out without me… then he tried to use broken English to lie and say that’s not what he meant. That pissed me off and I say again that I can’t keep the confidence of a liar…. Well shit. He blows up in anger in the middle of our shift in front of coworkers and customers alike, he wants to me to come outside to fight him. (he’s gaslighting, demonizing, and vilifying me but in a muslim way.) Qaes is a known sweetheart so all my coworkers were asking “what I did?” because they’d never seen him act like that before. At the time I didn’t want to out him so I’d respond with “I don’t’ know, ask him.” Management sent us both home but not before asking us both to write a statement. I left mine blank and signed it. I’d come back to work days later for a meeting with managing to discover that Qaes wrote “Charles wanted to go out but didn’t want to uber and said he’d tell people I’m gay.” (Which is a grossly simplic view of what happened) Anyway management interrogate me me about it and I play dumb, they ultimately don’t allow me to work and I eventually just fall off the schedule.
Over the next few months to a year I’d see Qaes at the gay club and I’d profusely apologize (because of social conditioning, not because of fault) but he’d just glare at me like he wanted to fight. And he thinks he’s going to demonize me and gay bash me with his religion after I’ve only loved and catered to him, he’s sadly mistaken.
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