Is Nick Fuentes Gay?
America First patriot. Groyper fuhrer. Self proclaimed volcel. Woman rejecter. Sexual chameleon. The straightest man alive? Or a man who has sex with other men?
The mystery of Nick Fuentes’ sexuality presents a puzzle of contradictory claims, public statements, and cultural posturing. The answer? More tangled than a roman orgy, with or without the towel boys.
We start with the words of Nick himself. Cuddling and kissing are “gayer than being an asexual incel”. I sit and ponder these words. Have I cuddled and kissed a woman? Did it feel gay? In a way, absolutely. If I found out there was a video of me and a 10/10 woman together in bed post- coitus, cuddling and kissing, I would move mountains to ensure it was never released.
Nothing about this quote is conclusive.
“Having sex with women is gay.” This is where it gets interesting. There are many things that are gay. Splitting a bill with more than two cards. Baking. Collecting luxury watches. Soccer. Only a homosexual is familiar with these activities. Having sex with women is absolutely not gay.
Unless the women are obese.
What Nick is doing with these incendiary remarks is framing intimacy with women as the ultimate homosexual act. Only two types of men would believe this: incels and gays. Nick Fuentes: Gay Incel?
As a matter of fact, Nick’s words once again substantiate this. Part of it at least. Fuentes has labeled himself as an incel on multiple occasions, with a recent pivot to “volcel”. What’s curious about these comments is that voluntary celibacy doesn’t exist— men who can’t get laid say this to feel better about themselves. Or perhaps, a gay man would say this…
Gay? A gay man? Nick has stated on the record he kissed a girl in high school. Literally Fabio.
He said this on stream, with his voice ever so slightly feminized, and his hand ever so slightly gay. The question still remains unanswered.
In 2024, Nick’s address leaked after he taunted babykiller advocates with an evergreen statement: “Your body, my choice.”
Absolutely based.
No gay man could even fathom this sort of concentrated misogyny.
Of course, angered women, scorned liberals, and gays used this statement to theorize this incel misogynist persona could be a front for something deeper and gayer. The volume of speculation paints a picture of a man whose public image invites questions. What could he be hiding behind his hypermasculine persona?
Cultural context provides clarity here. The persona aligns with the far-right’s rejection of modern norms. One such modern norm? Being a gay man. In our modern society, being gay is not just normalized— it’s celebrated. Nick rejects gay men, and he rejects gay men often.
If I were to attempt to psychoanalyze Nick, I’d be unable to as all studies in psychoanalysis currently published in this country were created by gay men and unfuckable women funded by foreign actors, specifics of which I cannot get into. Nick speaks on this.
We are therefore left with no absolute conclusion. Cuddling is gay. Having sex with women is straight. Podcasting is gay. Pepper spraying a woman is straight.
The question of Nick’s sexuality remains unanswered, buried under layers of posturing and paradox. The evidence, or lack thereof, suggests a man whose public persona is a labyrinth, with no clear exit in sight.
Nick Fuentes: Gay or Normal?
Do you understand the aura and skill it takes to order in French, in Paris, and have the waiter not immediately revert to English?
This is like when Ronaldinho had the Bernabeu on its feet applauding him.
Truly the greatest to ever do it.
This pain, multiplied by pregnancy pain, equals maybe one-hundredth of the pain a sensitive young greco-delonian marlboro giofascist feels when he notices strands of hair in the shower drain after he turns off the water.
When guys say this they mean
- Steak dinner
- Hit the tables
- Lose $200
- Hit on the waitress
- Hit the club
- Stand in the corner
- Throw up an IG story
- Say she’s bad
- Go to the strip club
- Go to bed
When girls say this they mean
- Cheat on their boyfriend
You’re allowed to hit the gym then drink an XL black coffee and blast Ain’t It Fun by Paramore and be swarmed with gratitude to the point chills run up and down your back muscles (which are massive because you lift hard with good form) and think to yourself ‘wow life is a miracle I’m so lucky to be alive’