Philly Head

It’s FDR in one the most well-known presidential portraits and is featured on the US dime.

It was sculped by Selma Burke, a black sculptor and a pioneer in the Harlem Renaissance.

**special shoutout to @daddy-yoga! thanks for letting me use the pics and for inspiring this fictional story**

          The week I found out that I’d gotten a random woman from a forgettable one-night stand pregnant was the most stressful week I’d had in years. I was in the final year of my contract with a professional football team and had no idea if the team was going to extend my contract or cut me loose due to my decline in performance. Needless to say, I was depressed that week. I’d done everything by the rules my dad had placed me under for so long and now at the age of twenty-seven, I was on the verge of fucking up everything he’d helped me create. I kept telling myself that there was no way I’d ruin all the years of hard work I’d put in. I knew I’d fucked up beyond repair but like always, I had that sliver of hope. While hiding out in my secret studio apartment for two days, I was also thinking about giving in to something I’d denied myself from ever exploring.

          To keep my mind off of caving into the temptation, I played videogames and ordered food and worked out and slept and showered. But then on the second day, I went for it. I logged into an online escort service that I used to get high-priced women, only I decided to search for a man that afternoon. You see, I’d been curious about doing something with another guy since I was in high school but never allowed myself to take the risk and go for it. When I couldn’t find anyone interesting enough on the section of the site for men who only hooked up with men, I decided to search through the section of men who hooked up with both men and women. Immediately, I found exactly who I was looking for.

                                         Me (Romeo) [pic link]

          “You might as well talk, bruh,” said Mr. Dom’s voice on the other end of the phone. “You already paid the cost to get my number.”

          “Sorry, man,” I finally said back. “I’m a little nervous. I ain’t never did this before.”

          “Your account says you’ve been on the site for two years.”

          “I mean, I’ve never done this with…you know.”

          “Oh, I understand. Before you hang up on me, just know that I’m strictly professional and I care about customer satisfaction, so you don’t have to worry about anything. This will stay between us.”

          “Cool. So, do I have to call you Mr. Dom or can I call you somethin’ else?”

          “You can call me Mario, man.”

          “Alright. My real name is Romeo, by the way. So, you really live in the midtown area, Mario?”

          “Yeah, I do.”

          “And you’re not too aggressive, are you?”

          “I’m dominant but I won’t get rough with you if you don’t want that.”

          “It’s not that I couldn’t handle it. I’m an athlete. I just don’t need that kind of…attention. I mainly just need like a massage but I want it to go a little further. I’m not makin’ you feel weird, am I?”

          “Nah, not at all. Man, I can already tell that you are under a lot of stress. I can hear it in your voice. Before we even discuss this further, I’m gonna need you to relax. I know this is your first time tryin’ this but you need to relax. I’m gonna try to help you and I can’t do that if you don’t keep an open and relaxed mind. Do you understand?”

                                                     Mario

          “Yeah, I understand.” I took a deep breath and relaxed before telling him, “I’m good.”

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