Rene Hirsch
Feminine Future
Published in
2 min readMar 24, 2020

--

37. A Room in a Disused Bunker

Two armored doors allow access to a vast room without windows. The concrete walls are lined with photos and posters of actors, sportsmen, men surrounded by women, men showing off their muscles, pinups, sports cars, etc. These images of another time form a sort of tribute to masculinity that the banners bearing the acronym SPERM confirm.

Besides the spaces for meetings and for bodybuilding, there’s also a mat, a punching bag, a pool table, a large screen, and a bar.

In one of the corners, the skull of a bull with magnificent horns rests on a metal tripod that has been fixed on a round table. Small silver cups containing a whitish liquid are scattered on the table around the sculpture.

There are only men in the room. Most have long hair; some have a beard and a mustache, others are deliberately badly shaved. In singlet and short pants or in tracksuits, most have a muscular body. Some are lavishly tattooed, while others exhibit overly “aesthetic” scars.

A few of them are sitting around the large table, drinking a beer while reading a newspaper or thumbing through a magazine. Others are training in the fitness area. Two men with bottles of beer in their hands are watching an old two-dimensional porn movie whose colors are faded.

Nobody is talking. The only sound comes from the heavy breathing of the sportsmen blended with the gasps of the actors in the porn film.

After a while, one of the sportsmen stops and challenges those watching the movie.

SPORTSMAN

Hey, girls! Move your ass! Who would like to fight with me?

SPECTATOR #1

Wait, it’s the best moment, he takes her from behind like a bitch. Damn, these were the good old times!

SPORTSMAN

Living in the past is useless. Today, it’s not them who are fucked, it’s us. Come here, my love, I’m gonna give it to you.

No one reacts.

SPECTATOR #2, his eyes glued to the screen

I prefer when they get ass-fucked and cry out of pain.

SPORTSMAN

Why don’t you bring your ass here, instead?

He bursts into a laugh and resumes his training when a group of men enters the room.

--

--