Steal Hearts, Steel Bonds/ This is Pittsburgh

“And [Scott] spends the whole time ogling these stuck up gay high school kids and saying how he wants this one or that one, and how the person who loves him should never love anybody else. Then he reads me out this article in a gay paper that was in there about gay marriage and how important it is for gays to realize how necessary the right to be married is. And be sexually and psychologically responsible, because we’d been through AIDS already. And I’m sittin’ there thinkin’, I don’t want one guy. I want maybe nine or ten. And I want each of them to bring home another nine or ten, and we’ll all fuck: little guys, big guys, black guys, white guys, Chinese guys. In the library basement bathroom, a month ago, I had a feller what only had one leg. He was Filipino or somethin’ and didn’t speak no English. We practically tore down the stall. I thought were gonna come in and catch us. I been lookin’ for that motherfucker ever since. I ain’t never known nobody with AIDS—”

“I have, mostly back when I was your age. But some things have changed. Though if you hang around with black folks—”

“Hey, I like old guys, fat guys, hairy guys, black guys, white guys—yeah, I wouldn’t mind somebody like me, too. But Scott wants to be safe and happy and…monogamous. He doesn’t even life the guys he sucks of on the team. But it’s like there’s a fucking rule—”