Cross-Examining the Fantasy

I have sex with this guy I call “my rapist” sometimes. 

He’s Ecuadorian or Peruvian or some shit and doesn’t speak a lick of English, but he’s very attracted to fucking me. Nothing else, as he’s made clear, because penises give him nausea. So I just lay there next to him, seething and resentful, while he sleeps angelically with an empty nutsack before I eventually kick him out so I can jerk off in peace. And people wonder why I don’t celebrate pride month.