Black Men Who Love White Men Pioneer

Black Men Who Love White Men By Pioneer

As a black man who loves white men, I can’t think of a time when I wasn’t fetishized for my race. Not even with my partners. I just don’t know what that looks like.

Heck, I didn’t even recognize fetishization until I had moved to San Francisco and talked to other young black men who loved white men. Only then did I realize that this was not normal. Common, but not normal.

I don’t want to say that any of my partners are bad people. However, I have benefited from playing the role in the narrative of “a poor, young, naive little black boy who has promising talent and just needs a little help and encouragement from a privileged white male to push him forward towards success.” White men are drawn to that. Especially the liberal white men, because they feel the need to do something in order to compensate for their “white guilt.” That said, these actions are still based on a sense of superiority. Not equality.

Fetishization has its benefits and its detriments. I can easily get sex with white men, but their connection with me is always going to be based on fantasy. Not reality. I’ve gotten a lot of help with school, cars, food, homes, work, and travel. But, for the white man, it all comes down to sex with a hot black man and the pride that comes with having him. Then I’m just a trophy.

How do I escape it? Am I forever doomed to be tied to the chain of fetishization in my love life? It’s just become an accepted reality for me, without even knowing it.

What does a relationship between a black man and a white man look like without the white man fetishizing the black man?