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No sorry, as an actual black male race play is NOT a turn-on. Kinda like the bareback porn thread awhile back asking why is it that black men are always portrayed as HIV Mandingos who always have to top. 

Yes there are black men who sexualize trauma like the constant stress blacks have of being construed as different, depraved and dangerous. Such trauma is a literal punch in the gut. Imagine dealing with this multiple times a day over decades. There are plenty of non-black men who exploit this sexualization for their own benefit. (“Oh it’s just harmless play.”)

I am not some bleeding heart or a victim, but a black man who simply wants to be perceived as a human. Not a Mandingo. Not a nigger. Not merely a BBC. 

Stop it, it’s offensive. But as our recent global troubles have shown, no one gives a damn about anybody if they can make a buck or bust a nut. 

So I look forward to further race-splaining by those who say it’s mere fun or “live and let live” but don’t know what it feels like to actually be black. 

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I've never met anyone who employed such language, and it's not something I would ever seek. But if an aggressive male started using it against me, I would feel obligated to do what I could to validate and enhance his erotic contempt. It would be my duty to maximize his desire and psychological satisfaction. My principle is that the dominant penetrator gets whatever he wants in the moment, to the best of my availability to provide it.

That's the ideal, but I wonder how far I could really go.

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4 hours ago, sotrue said:

No sorry, as an actual black male race play is NOT a turn-on. Kinda like the bareback porn thread awhile back asking why is it that black men are always portrayed as HIV Mandingos who always have to top. 

Yes there are black men who sexualize trauma like the constant stress blacks have of being construed as different, depraved and dangerous. Such trauma is a literal punch in the gut. Imagine dealing with this multiple times a day over decades. There are plenty of non-black men who exploit this sexualization for their own benefit. (“Oh it’s just harmless play.”)

I am not some bleeding heart or a victim, but a black man who simply wants to be perceived as a human. Not a Mandingo. Not a nigger. Not merely a BBC. 

Stop it, it’s offensive. But as our recent global troubles have shown, no one gives a damn about anybody if they can make a buck or bust a nut. 

So I look forward to further race-splaining by those who say it’s mere fun or “live and let live” but don’t know what it feels like to actually be black. 

Exactly.

Also fun fact, black men like to bottom too. So the whole fetishized role play so many white people do is a huge turn off. 
 

 

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5 hours ago, sotrue said:

No sorry, as an actual black male race play is NOT a turn-on. Kinda like the bareback porn thread awhile back asking why is it that black men are always portrayed as HIV Mandingos who always have to top. 

Yes there are black men who sexualize trauma like the constant stress blacks have of being construed as different, depraved and dangerous. Such trauma is a literal punch in the gut. Imagine dealing with this multiple times a day over decades. There are plenty of non-black men who exploit this sexualization for their own benefit. (“Oh it’s just harmless play.”)

I am not some bleeding heart or a victim, but a black man who simply wants to be perceived as a human. Not a Mandingo. Not a nigger. Not merely a BBC. 

Stop it, it’s offensive. But as our recent global troubles have shown, no one gives a damn about anybody if they can make a buck or bust a nut. 

So I look forward to further race-splaining by those who say it’s mere fun or “live and let live” but don’t know what it feels like to actually be black. 

I agree that its men of color whose points of view need to be amplified on this topic, just like this one.

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Race 'play' makes me feel ashamed that anyone in the gay culture could countenance it, let alone participate in it.  It is, at best, ignorant.  It is destructive, hating behavior, no matter the facade one puts on it.

For those who rationalize and point to black men who participate in race 'play;'  they are no different than gays who are homophobic because of internalized hate and cultural conditioning.  It isn't "play," it is perpetuation and reinforcement of racist stereotype.  It's not "race play," it's just plain racist.

Sexual race 'play' is no better than "playing" about separate drinking fountains or separate schools, or lynching.  It's 'playing' at wearing the yellow star or pink triangle. It's making a game of REAL racists, many of whom would sooner have you and me dead than a part of their white, hetero society. 

Read a book!  Get to really know and listen to a black person who hasn't internalized hate.  History is replete with examples of minority groups being the first to be targeted when there is social upheaval.  Gays are as much a minority as black people. A big difference is, unlike a black person,  we can hide in plain sight so we can be less aware the haters in society.  

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8 hours ago, sotrue said:

No sorry, as an actual black male race play is NOT a turn-on. Kinda like the bareback porn thread awhile back asking why is it that black men are always portrayed as HIV Mandingos who always have to top. 

Yes there are black men who sexualize trauma like the constant stress blacks have of being construed as different, depraved and dangerous. Such trauma is a literal punch in the gut. Imagine dealing with this multiple times a day over decades. There are plenty of non-black men who exploit this sexualization for their own benefit. (“Oh it’s just harmless play.”)

I am not some bleeding heart or a victim, but a black man who simply wants to be perceived as a human. Not a Mandingo. Not a nigger. Not merely a BBC. 

Stop it, it’s offensive. But as our recent global troubles have shown, no one gives a damn about anybody if they can make a buck or bust a nut. 

So I look forward to further race-splaining by those who say it’s mere fun or “live and let live” but don’t know what it feels like to actually be black. 

Say it. That why I block dudes who ask “how big” or of those “preference” dudes who wait til they hit the wall to like black guys. I get the whole hookup thing, but I think it’s hilarious how gays accuse blacks of being homophobic, but then we get threads like this. 

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On occasion when I’m hosting I’ll get a message from a Man of Color who says, “You like black?”

I’m autistic. My immediate thought is usually something like, It’s okay, but I’m really more partial to green, and then of course I realize what he’s asking.

I hate it when that happens. I hate it for him, because his life experience has taught him that to avoid trouble he has to ask if it’s okay to approach me In his own skin. I hate it for me because for the sake of his own well-being he has to assume I may be a racist bigot - an assumption ironically based on the fact that my skin is a different color than his.

 I also hate that I have to feel awkward because my experience has taught me to particularly look forward to sex with black men. I can’t tell why, as a general rule, they provide me with the most physically fulfilling fucks I have the privilege of taking, but it has nothing to do with the color of their skin or the size of their cocks. Not every one of course - they’re people, and individually unique, but whether because of cultural influence or some other factor, a high proportion of such men who have had me have been especially good at sex. I’m just sorry that in explaining to someone what kind of giys I enjoy fucking me, one of the words I’m expected to use is “black”.

Of course I “like black”. I like it the same way I like every other kind of man , without distinction - if a man has a functioning cock, I don’t care if he’s blue, and I’ll talk to anybody.

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I consider it an honor to be called a whore...lol. Yes it is a turn on for me. I used to have a black FB that would verbally degrade me. Man that was hot for both of us. However when I top the worst I can do is call you a pig. I just crack up if I get all alpha on someone. 

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its all just fantasy fun - watching faggots get into a tizzy about consenting adults exploring fantasy topics is just sad,. Do you think this site is Oprah's book club?

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31 minutes ago, parvenu said:

its all just fantasy fun - watching faggots get into a tizzy about consenting adults exploring fantasy topics is just sad,. Do you think this site is Oprah's book club?

It’s more sad that self hatred forces one to not just lash out at others but also to denigrate oneself with ugly, ignorant labels.

Why not just embrace the ugliness and call ourselves sodomites, degenerates along with other charged (and not in a good way) names? 

Respect and recognizing that some things are deeply harmful has nothing to do with Oprah and everything to do with being a better human. If one’s aspirations lie elsewhere from this goal, good luck but stay away from me and the rest of humanity that is trying to progress, not regress. 

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Moderator's Note: Let's calm things down a bit. Complain about what people say. Don't call names. If you think someone is out of line, report them. 

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I’m a black sub bottom and I love race play the thought of a dom white man controlling  Me and marking me serve him any way he wants.turns me on 

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