Chapter 02
We end up going back to my dorm room. The sad thing about today was it was my birthday. I had friends, but I never told them when my birthday was because I stopped having them a few years ago when my parents were no longer walking among the living. I get that most people should be telling others about their birthday and going out, drinking and eating and receiving gifts. I didn’t need that.
I also didn’t need Charles in my dorm room asking me what kind of p*** I watched.
“Look, I’m just curious what you watch. Let me know and I’ll give you a good job once you graduate,” Charles said.
What heck is wrong with these siblings? First Lisa assumes I watch g** p*** now he’s trying to confirm what I watch? I’m not g**! I’m straight!
“Why are you demanding this of me?”
“I want to confirm if what my sister said was true, come on, open your computer and I’ll go through your browsing history. We’re both men of culture, aren’t we?”
That famous meme. Charles wasn’t going to give up. Either way though, it wasn’t as it was a hugely kept secret and if he wanted to hire hackers to see where my data was going it wouldn’t be hard. The ISP knows what you’re doing online, anyway.
I showed him all my CFNM stuff and Charles got wide eyed at it.
“This proves you’re g**,” he said.
“What do you mean? There are women in every video. This doesn’t prove anything!”
Even if I didn’t want to care about the opinion of others, the fact is I still cared about the opinions and reputation I’d have on campus. How am I going to pick up a girl if there are rumors about me not liking them?
“This is a niche genre that focuses on naked men,” he said. “So you don’t like looking at the bodies of women, but only like to look at the bodies of men doing things in front of women. I mean, it’s obvious where your door swings. Look, I know it’s confusing, but coming out of the closet will make you freer than you’ve ever been. I’m telling you, you’ll feel nice this way. I’ve been out of the closet for a while now and true to what I feel.”
Huh? What?
“Look,” Charles said. “I like Asian men, you’re totally my type. I’m offering you the world, Jordan. I’m offering you what everyone wants, a comfortable life, just be with me. Marriage between two men is fine now, no one would judge you.”
“What makes you think someone is going to judge me?”
“You’re Asian, your parents probably didn’t like that idea growing up. I don’t mean to be offensive to you because I like you, but it’s just a guess and I want to do whatever I can to win you over.”
His large, muscular hands gripped on my shoulder gently and I could do nothing but jolt.
“Look, just think about it, think about your sexuality,” he says smiling.
Charles leaves me and closes my dorm room door. My roommate came back later and asked me about it, I didn’t tell him much just that Charles wanted me to help him with something.
I’m not that way. I mean… I’m not that way. I get off on girls, don’t I? This can’t be right. It was my 21st birthday. I went on the computer to look up straight stuff. I need to see if I get off on it. I looked up girl on girl… yep, I’m straight. My Niche stuff is just because I like the idea of women focusing on my body, it has nothing to do with being attracted to it.
Still… living in comfort? I mean, if it were Lisa that’d be one thing, but why does it have to be Charles? No, really? Why does it have to be Charles?!?
I went to bed that night with my roommate snoring near me. I have to face Charles tomorrow and tell him he’s wrong, but he’s so sure he knows me better than I know myself. It’s so irritating. If I did swing that way though, I’m sure Charles would be perfect. Seems my nice quiet college life is coming to an end. I even waited two years before enrolling as a freshman to get my properties in order and to learn pick up lines as well but all of this goes down the drain… well no… if I pretend to be g** maybe girls will lose their guard and fall in love with me.
That’s just lying to them though… but if it works… it works, right? Just fall asleep. Fall asleep.
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I was in a strange dream . I was sitting at a table and someone who looked almost exactly like me was sitting there across from me. He was wearing clothing that had been out of style for centuries. His hair was neat, and the clothing material looked luxuriously embroidered even beyond what I would see at the top end luxury stores.
“Sir, my name is Dong Chen, I beg of you to switch places with me!”
“Wait, switch places? Aren’t you rich? You have nice clothes and look like a young lord.”
“I am indeed a young lord,” Dong Chen said. “As a young lord I must marry as per my father or I will be cursed. I, however, dislike women as I prefer men. This is my chance to switch with you and I will be in a world where men can love each other.”
I’m guessing I’m having this strange dream because of that Charles this afternoon. Coming into my room, telling me I don’t like women and then trying to make me think I’m in the closet.
“Tell me the terms,” I said. “What is your family status and how does the girl look?”
I need to entertain this, right? It’s a dream after all, I don’t have my five senses here so I know it’s a dream. At the very least if I entertain this and it’s real, I could get the family I always wanted. If he loves men, I’m sure he’d love Charles, even if I don’t like the idea of my body being in the embrace of a large man.
Dong Chen brings up a picture and I get to see the beautiful fiance he has. That girl was gorgeous! Long black hair, perfect eyes and jade smooth face. Marrying him would definitely be a waste. Complete waste!
“What about your family? Who’s the father and mother?” I needed to know more details.
Dong Chen explained everything about how his father Dong Che was a businessman who helped his mother Risless to conceive him twenty-one years ago. The conception was one where the sect offered him support and money in business and bodyguards for him to take care of their son.
His mother Risless and his father Dong Che however weren’t in love. The conception was based on a contract marriage, and Dong Che could never see or touch Risless again. Risless however was a masked woman who came to Dong Chen’s birthday seeing him once a year. Dong Chen always felt his mother loved him and wanted to spoil him, but maintained her distance as per sect rules.
Risless was a cultivator. From what I remember reading these Chinese novels, cultivating novels is long and boring. It’s always about who they’re going to fight, how they power up, some sort of system.
“Are you also a cultivator?” I had to know what I was getting myself into.
“No, my fate is as a mortal,” Dong Chen said. “I don’t have meridians and I’ll always be an ordinary person. My father is also a mortal as well. It’s only my mother who is a cultivator, and she seems to have a suitable position in the sect so as long as you live out your life you shouldn’t have problems as the sect will protect you.”
I see.
“Okay, so I like your life, but perhaps you should hear about mine before trading,” I tell him.
Dong Chen’s eyes sparked up. “So you’re willing to switch?”
“You have powerful people backing you, you’ve got your parents and you have a beautiful fiance and lots of money, of course I’d be willing to switch.” I still think this is a dream, but whatever let’s hope it isn’t. “My life isn’t as smooth sailing as yours.”
I showed him a picture of Charles the same way he showed the picture of the fiance. As soon as he saw Charles, Dong Chen fell over drooling like he could not believe men could look like that. The reaction was beyond what I felt was reasonable since this man literally just confessed to me today.
“Let’s switch now! I’m perfectly fine with this let’s switch!” Dong Chen was excited.
“Wait, what about how to live in my life?”
“Don’t worry about that, we’ll also take on each other’s memories when we switch! I’ll get to live in a world where the love I have for other men will be recognized! This is a dream for me!”
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