Bashed

[Queersetti]

In conversation with some of our straight friends here at Lit I sometimes get the impression that when we make any mention of gay bashing, they think we are talking about getting snubbed at a party, or hearing a perjorative remark muttered within our hearing once in a while.

I've got a two inch scar over my right ear and nearly lost an eye from beer bottles thrown at me from a speeding car while the passengers screamed "Faggot" at me.

I've got a capped front tooth from having my face shoved into a sink in my high school while the words "Fucking queer" rang in my ears.

I have been cursed, jostled, punched, and spat upon, because I am gay.

I think I am a little older than most of the posters here, and I hope that my experiences are no longer so common among us. But here is a thread to discuss these things, if anyone wants to share their stories.

 

[glamorilla]

in high school at a keg party about a half dozen guys i grew up with decided to out me by beating me up.

for about an hour or two.

one of the funniest things i ever did is a very long story. there used to be a little rave i enjoyed going to here in the city called "hippy chix"~very fun dance party~but as all raves this one faded out. about a year later i get an invite in the mail stating hippy chix was starting up again so excited...i went..and accidently went to the wrong address and ended up in an almost completely empty bar here in the east village where i did what i usually do...flirted with the bartender to score some free drinks. he was gorgeous...name was vince and he had the most intense tatoo of lions on his bicep with the word "pride" under it.

now flash foward a couple of weeks...i'm at another neighborhood hangout that was right around the corner from my wrong destination (a gay bar i used to work at called the Wonderbar) when i spot...him...no,not vince but just the most gorgeous man..shaved head,tight little goatee,leather jacker,the works eyeing me over so just as i was about to make my way over to him but who pops out at me...no not vince again but Lester! Lester was a boy who used to follow me around making puppy dog eyes at me and while he was actually kind of handsome he just wasnt my type (his name was lester!)...so ol'les comes prancing over to me with the "ohs" and the "loves" and the hugs and the kissees and when i looked over to see my soul mate...my one and only...he disappeared...prolly riding off on his harley to spend a seven figure trust fund. dismayed i figured leather boy would be hitting the circuit and decided to make my way over to the meat packing district in hopes of finding him...of course ol'les invites himself to tag along so as were crossing east 6th street...in the window of the bar i met vince in some drunk college kids tap on the window,point at us and start making funny faces and limp wrists at us.

i of course grab les by the shirt,walk into the bar, sit down next to the college boys and start making out with lester and what made it even wilder was vince was working and even came over...shook my hand and gave me a hug,bought us a few drinks...all the while im asking the college boys if theyre having fun,if they think were a cute couple~they were livid and i was having a blast.

I ended up having sympathy sex with les that night so ill always blame those boys for making me do something i really didnt want to do but seeing as i went as far as sticking my tongue in lesters mouth i thought it would be impolite not to but the best part was i ended up dating vince for a couple of months.

last i heard he was in l.a. trying to make it as an actor/model.

i never saw the leather boy again.

 

[catalina_francisco]

I think I am a little older than most of the posters here, and I hope that my experiences are no longer so common among us. But here is a thread to discuss these things, if anyone wants to share their stories.

Unfortunately, like many festering wounds, it is still alive and well.
I hope to live long enough to see a realistic diminishment of, or better still, and end to all oppression and discriminatory practices.

Catalina

 

[killallhippies]

i guess i'm lucky. my pick up truck only yelled faggot, no bottle. of course, i try to keep my mouth shut and my actions subtle. not that i'm suggesting that as the way everyone here should live. i'm just a bit of a coward, i guess. it takes a special type of person to be able to live in this world out and without any fear. i'm not that type. i'm the quiet one who keeps my opinions to himself and only get's loud about nonsense. people aren't threatened by nonsense.

 

[Chicklet]

When my brother and I were younger we were at a swimming pool with friends, and some people were making fun of my brother (he couldn't have been more than nine) They screamed "FAGGOT!" at him (he was nine, and he's straight) and he screamed back "AND DAMNED PROUD OF IT" which was amusing at the time.

That's the only story on the matter I have...I have never received any shit from anyone, but hugs and hearts to those who have = (

-Chicklet

 

[Rhys]

oddly enough, its only since I've been on lit that I've experinced anything remotely like this. Any name calling has been from people I've met here. I've not really had that problem in my real life. I simply don't advertise my bi leanings.

 

[catalina_francisco]

i guess i'm lucky. my pick up truck only yelled faggot, no bottle. of course, i try to keep my mouth shut and my actions subtle. not that i'm suggesting that as the way everyone here should live. i'm just a bit of a coward, i guess. it takes a special type of person to be able to live in this world out and without any fear. i'm not that type. i'm the quiet one who keeps my opinions to himself and only get's loud about nonsense. people aren't threatened by nonsense.

You are the one who has to live in your skin and you are right to be true to yourself and do what makes you feel comfortable. Is a sad refection on our 'enlightened' age that even now so many cannot live free and safe.

Catalina

 

[CoolidgEffect]

In conversation with some of our straight friends here at Lit I sometimes get the impression that when we make any mention of gay bashing, they think we are talking about getting snubbed at a party, or hearing a perjorative remark muttered within our hearing once in a while.

I've got a two inch scar over my right ear and nearly lost an eye from beer bottles thrown at me from a speeding car while the passengers screamed "Faggot" at me.

I've got a capped front tooth from having my face shoved into a sink in my high school while the words "Fucking queer" rang in my ears.

I have been cursed, jostled, punched, and spat upon, because I am gay.

I think I am a little older than most of the posters here, and I hope that my experiences are no longer so common among us. But here is a thread to discuss these things, if anyone wants to share their stories.

I think you are right, that people hear 'gay bashing' and imagine nothing worse than a homosexual joke. I believe that is because most people would not engage in such horrible activities and what to shut their minds to the possibility that other people would harm others in such a way.

Unfortunately these people do exist. It is sad that people will inflict such pain.

 

[Netzach]

An interesting thing:

the only time I have feared for myself based on my sexuality, was one night, after dark, when I was at my most butch, walking with a male lover.

A passing truck screamed "faggots"

No bottle, thank God.

But that was my initiation in passing as a boy.

 

[pinksateendream]

After leaving a "gay" bar downtown I was followed by three big men in a minivan. I tried to lose them for about 10 minutes, swerving through parking lots and even running a red light because I was SOOOOO afraid of what would happen if I stopped the car ( don't worry I looked first, everyone was ok). I ended up at the police station, practially parking on the lawn and running inside screaming for help. It was probably the scariest moment of my life.

I was also called a dyke while on campus and had a rock thrown at me..

 

[Ms_Lilith]

There's this bar in town where my friends and I tend to go. Not the most upscale, but it's got cute bartenders that give free drinks to many women, and it's packed with young people like us. Anyway, one night I went with a bunch of my friends who are all gay, bi, or lesbian. I think there were 12 of us total, and we took over the couch area, just hanging out, making out, dirty dancing, etc. Anyway, two of my guy friends, who were dating, went on the dancefloor and started to make out as they danced... this big, burly guy went over and hit them in the mouth as they were kissing. I jumped over the back of the couch, and ran over, to see if they were okay.

He called me a fag hag. I pointed at Debbie, a friend of mine, and said.. 'uh, that's my girly girl... ' and then he called me a nasty-ass dyke, and made to hit me, too. I threw a right hook at him, and gave him a black eye.. and then security ran over, and threw him out. They gave me and my friends free drinks for the rest of the night because they were so stunned that such intolerance happened in their club.

I still go there, and I'm great freiends with the transsexual girl's room security guard.


I have seen that kind of intolerance at my university as well, which seems rather stupid as 10% of us on campus are GLBT. Some people just cannot accept differences... and I've gotten into more than one argument about it, and thrown a few punches to protect the weaker friends I have.

I often get labelled a dyke, butch, etc, and it bothers me because of the tone in which it's said, but at the same time, *shrug* Words are what you allow them to be. I am a half-dyke (my own term for being bisexual), and I am queer. I'm proud of it.

 

[James G 5]

See second paragraph of my reply
https://forum.literotica.com/showthread.php?s=&postid=5275349#post5275349

 

[sigh]

While I don't deliberately hide my sexual nature, few people know I'm a lesbian, and those that do are close friends and family. I don't know why this is, exactly, because if someone were to ask me if I'm a lesbian I wouldn't hesitate to answer honestly, but I just can't remember ever being asked. I suppose having a child leads people to make assumptions. That, together with my admittedly reserved personality, means I'm rarely recognized as being homosexual. The happy result being that I've never experienced the horror some of you have described here.

The flip side, of course, is that I've never experienced the sense of community many of you share either. It's pretty damn sad, though, that you have to accept the risk of one to participate in the other.

Bashing is purely evil.

Hugs to the victims.

 

[Queersetti]

Bumped because some people just don't get it.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

While i have never been the recipient of such cruelty, i have friends who have dealt with those people among us who have nothing better to do then bash those of us in this lifestyle. Here is a small case in point. A friend and i were leaving a lil club in Md called H2O. (Tis a gay club with banging music and awesome drag shows..but i digress) I was dressed very femininely and so was he (very pretty guy normally...killer when he is in drag!!!) As we walked down the street, some guy came by in a lil black Miata and started hollering at my friend. We stopped so that this guy could talk to him. Until my friend opened his mouth, this person had no idea that my friend was a guy..(He's petite with olive skin and black hair, past his shoulders..but muscular for all that). All of a sudden, dude spit at us, called my friend everything but a child of God and tried to hit him with the car. I am sure the guy saw us coming out of the gay bar...i am also sure that he thought my friend and i were both lesbian..either way it went it seemed like he was just itching to pick on some one and we were it. I have been there myriad times to help pick up the pieces when my *OUT* gay friends were harrassed, beaten, yelled at, spit on etc. I think bashing is alive and well..i just hate knowing that at any time someone could use mine or my friends sexual preferences as a reason to hate us unreasonably. Then again unreasonableness seems to be those types of people stock in trade.

Pet

 

[Etoile]

The only thing that's happened to me actually happened to my car, while I wasn't in it. My girlfriend and I were at the movies on a Saturday night, and when we came out we saw somebody had written crap like "YOU NEED DICK!" and "LESBIANS I KILL FAGS" in the dirt on the roof, windshield, and windows. They hadn't damaged the car, it was just writing. We were pretty upset anyway, because this was a shopping center parking lot in a tolerant suburban area; we figured it was a couple of passing teens who saw our queer bumper stickers and thought it would be funny. We did file a police report just for the sake of it, and the officer who came to the scene was very sympathetic.

It's not much, I know. I've been lucky.

 

[ExistentialLuv]

Coming from the redneck, cowboy state of Montana, I was affraid to come out when I finally admitted to myself that I was bi. Gay bashing use to be very common there when I was growing up, and I am sure it still is. These cowboys use to get such a thrill beating on gay men (not so sure about the woman, but was still afraid), that it made me sick. This is a state filled with ignorance and needs to step out of the 1800's into the 2000's. Honestly they would probably be shocked to find out some of their bull riding rodeo heros were gay. I mean why else would you want to ride a BULL!! The closest I have come to this act is having my moms neighbor verbal assault me one day when he came home and caught me outside. He got in my face and started scearming at me, you lesbian dike bitch, you should be shot and wiped off the face of the planet like the rest of your kind (and lots of other profanity and slang reffering to my sexuality). It was getting so bad the neighbors called the law. When they came they asked if I wanted to prosecute on hate crime charges. I told them no, but some times I wonder if I should have. It was so hard to keep my cool and not to lay the asshole out, if I had did that though I would have sunk to his level.

Queersetti, I am sorry to hear about you (and anyone else) being the victim of such cruelty and ignorance. I know you have physical scars from this malicious act of violence, but I hope it has not caused you to much or permanent emotional scaring. A big hug for you and a sweet on your cheeck.

The EX

 

[shescurious]

The worst thing I have experienced is being called a sinner and told I would probably go to hell. This from a guy that was in the same bar as I was and could barely stand because he was so drunk

 

[69forever]

In conversation with some of our straight friends here at Lit I sometimes get the impression that when we make any mention of gay bashing, they think we are talking about getting snubbed at a party, or hearing a perjorative remark muttered within our hearing once in a while.

I've got a two inch scar over my right ear and nearly lost an eye from beer bottles thrown at me from a speeding car while the passengers screamed "Faggot" at me.

I've got a capped front tooth from having my face shoved into a sink in my high school while the words "Fucking queer" rang in my ears.

I have been cursed, jostled, punched, and spat upon, because I am gay.

I think I am a little older than most of the posters here, and I hope that my experiences are no longer so common among us. But here is a thread to discuss these things, if anyone wants to share their stories.

I am bi and in the closet about it, because of what you speak.

One night I was walking to the adult bookstore, about a block away actually. The area is where the gay/lesbian bars are.
A young man riding his bike screamed at me "cocksucker".
Very hateful, his words dripped with venom. The killing kind.

It frightened me that someone could hate that much, and I could have been just out of bus fare and walking home that way.
I was going to the book store, but he didn't know that for sure.

Not much because I've hidden, but it illustrates the point.

thanks Setti.

 

[Johnny Mayberry]

Say you sleep with 60 people in your lifetime. That is about 1/100,000,000 of the world's population. Those 60 are the ONLY people who should concern themselves with your sexuality. Why the other 5,999,999,940 people on earth should care, let alone attack you for it, is completely beyond me.

 

[Etoile]

Say you sleep with 60 people in your lifetime. That is about 1/100,000,000 of the world's population. Those 60 are the ONLY people who should concern themselves with your sexuality. Why the other 5,999,999,940 people on earth should care, let alone attack you for it, is completely beyond me.

People like to have their noses (and morals) in others' business. *shrug*

 

[Queersetti]

Say you sleep with 60 people in your lifetime. That is about 1/100,000,000 of the world's population. Those 60 are the ONLY people who should concern themselves with your sexuality. Why the other 5,999,999,940 people on earth should care, let alone attack you for it, is completely beyond me.

I think there is a very large grain of truth (a grain the size of Ayer's Rock, actually) to the theory that homophobia results from a person's insecurity about their own sexuality.

They fear and loathe us because they fear and loathe that part of themselves that they recognize in us.

 

[Queersetti]

People like to have their noses (and morals) in others' business. *shrug*

Plus, they are jealous that they will never sleep with 60 people in their lifetimes.

 

[69forever]

I think there is a very large grain of truth (a grain the size of Ayer's Rock, actually) to the theory that homophobia results from a person's insecurity about their own sexuality.

They fear and loathe us because they fear and loathe that part of themselves that they recognize in us.

That is very, very true. Straddling the fence, so to speak, I've
seen it over and over again. The sly looks at you as you stand at
the urinal, the love of strap-on fun with their woman, the jokes
and innuendos about gays, the winks and smiles if they think
you are or might be.

They are the first to jump up and say "fuckin Queers".

 

[Johnny Mayberry]

I think there is a very large grain of truth (a grain the size of Ayer's Rock, actually) to the theory that homophobia results from a person's insecurity about their own sexuality.

They fear and loathe us because they fear and loathe that part of themselves that they recognize in us.

Yeah, I've read somewhere that people who have a hatred for someone else's sexuality do so because it gives them an excuse to fixate on that behavior without accepting their interest. It is like a fundamentalist combing though stacks of magazines or watching hundreds of hours of TV looking for 'obscenity', as a substitute for just relaxing and buying a porn mag.

Homophobia is probably a warped interest in homosexuality. The angrier they get about it, the more attracted to the idea they probably are.