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I Think You Should Cuff Your Emergency Dick In a Glass.

   Published Date: March 7, 2012  9 Comments on I Think You Should Cuff Your Emergency Dick In a Glass.

You love the way he goes down on you.

No other Wolf has been able to bring you to nut faster.
It was like he was made for sex and your body.
And, when he whips the penis out from the best bangin’ of your life, you are practically seeing stars.
He is your FUCK BUDDY and he deserves a lot more credit than we give him.

Although everyone only calls their Fuck Buddys over for the occasional romp in the sack,
can this travelling dick/ass show be turned into something long term?
Can you find love from something other than his penis/butt cheeks?
Or, should we just shut up and keep the dick in our mouth?

Can you find love in your Fuck Buddy?

Fuck buddies come in many different shapes, colors, creeds, and sizes.
I knew some dudes who kept an ugly Vixen on call just to beat.
I even knew one who fucked a Vixen that was missing an eye and wore an eye patch.
I tend to think these DL Wolves make perfect fuck buddies since they aren’t worth much else.
Personally, I’d like mine to sort of look like:

…that is just me.

Your Fuck Buddy can look like whatever as long as he gets you off.
He could be the muscular Wolf/Fox/Hybrid you met at the gym,
the one night stand that was so good that you didn’t want to stop,
Or the most common – your ex that you can’t let go of (even if you are both in another relationship).

One of the things about Fuck Buddies is we tend to not really know them.
They could be next in line for the running of “America’s Best Top Terrorist”,
but both hardly do any talking unless it is dirty ones.

Many of us have one fuck buddy.
They come in handy when the moon is full or your hormones are at an all-time high.
Sometimes you need someone to get in and get you off without all the back and forth.
Shit, I am in the market for a good F buddy right now.
I want someone who will fuck me stupid, all while I search for my lone Wolf.
But, there is something completely wrong in that sentence above^

I want to have someone one call to temporarily fuck my brains out,
while searching for the one to permanently fuck my brains out….?
Why is it we don’t try to turn Mr. Booty Digger (or Mr. Digging Booty) into a full blown relationship?
Is it possible?
Or, has he gone so far the line down a sexual relationship it may be hard to see him in a real one?

If sex happens to be one of the most important factors in this lifestyle,
why haven’t we thought of turning that one night stand into something more?
What about the ex we can’t let go – why not try to fix whatever issues and make it work?
And that Muscular Wolf with the body of a Greek God is what we want…
…so how did we get trapped into casual sex?

Realistically, all you want to do is fuck him.
You have trained your body into thinking: “I’m Horny. Text Devin.”
We are soooo compatible when it comes to sex…
but what about introducing dinner and a movie?
Or, would you skipping dinner and fucking in the movie?

We all want someone, but maybe he is right under our nose (as we are going down on him).
All these little sex tapes online are coming from on call fuck buddies.
You can do whatever you want sexually with them because they have “no ceilings”,
but to you who wants more: is that a good idea?
They always say too much good sex can cause someone to get sprung.

When it comes to finding love,
since we found great long lasting lust…

Can you make your fuck buddy more outside the bedroom?

9 thoughts on “I Think You Should Cuff Your Emergency Dick In a Glass.”

  1. The problem with most people is that they tend to base potential on sex. Someone’s ability to fuck your brains out has nothing to do with their ability as a partner.
    Now, can a situation evolve from being purely sexual to being more than that? Yes. But buildings can’t be built on shaky ground and sex definitely isn’t a stable foundation.

  2. Old Head :
    I think fuck buddies are just that for a reason. The sixth sense has indicated to us, for whatever reason, that this person is not “the one.” When we try to re-make people into what we want them to be, we end up down the road, be it a few weeks, months or years, demonizing them, because we could not change them, when had we listened to that inner voice, we would not have gone done that road. So, even though we end up calling them names and trashing them to our friends, were we to be honest, we would really be mad at ourselves for not having listened to that inner voice/sixth sense. We have it for a reason. If you think about the National Geographic shows that show animals in the wild, suddenly sensing danger when a predator lurks and changing their direction or dashing away, it is their sixth sense kicking in. We were imbued with that as humans. Our problem is that we override it. I live in a neighborhood with drop dead gorgeous block boy-types of legal age who would probably make themselves available. Fortunately, I have dear friends who help keep me grounded and out of trouble. I like smashing masculine bruhs who are politically progressive-minded and intellectually compatible as my friends are. Finding just the right combination is elusive. So, I’ve come to compartmentalize. When I want to discuss international trade policy, I have my friends with whom I can engage. When I want to carry on all night long as the Scorpion beast that lurks within, the appropriate partner does not have to be the person I”d take to a White House reception.

    Absolutely. To all of this.

  3. As long as the spark is there it could work. You already know if the sex is good so that’s one thing out the way.

  4. A fuck buddy is just that, a fuck buddy. Lets be honest though, friends with benifits does not work beause someone will always catch feelings.

  5. I think fuck buddies are just that for a reason. The sixth sense has indicated to us, for whatever reason, that this person is not “the one.” When we try to re-make people into what we want them to be, we end up down the road, be it a few weeks, months or years, demonizing them, because we could not change them, when had we listened to that inner voice, we would not have gone done that road. So, even though we end up calling them names and trashing them to our friends, were we to be honest, we would really be mad at ourselves for not having listened to that inner voice/sixth sense. We have it for a reason. If you think about the National Geographic shows that show animals in the wild, suddenly sensing danger when a predator lurks and changing their direction or dashing away, it is their sixth sense kicking in. We were imbued with that as humans. Our problem is that we override it. I live in a neighborhood with drop dead gorgeous block boy-types of legal age who would probably make themselves available. Fortunately, I have dear friends who help keep me grounded and out of trouble. I like smashing masculine bruhs who are politically progressive-minded and intellectually compatible as my friends are. Finding just the right combination is elusive. So, I’ve come to compartmentalize. When I want to discuss international trade policy, I have my friends with whom I can engage. When I want to carry on all night long as the Scorpion beast that lurks within, the appropriate partner does not have to be the person I”d take to a White House reception.

      1. I’m sure there is – but it’s the exception & not the rule. Unfortunately, so many are trying for that fairy-tale of turning a “hoe” into a house-husband. Let it be what it is…good sex.

    2. I was thinking the same thing… The reason you’re a fuck buddy is because I know outside of sex you ain’t shit!! That’s why the wall never comes down and it goes no further than sex… I don’t want you to meet my family, I don’t wanna go out or be sen with you, I don’t even want you to buy me anything cuz that shows emotions are getting involved.. Bang my back out and go home!! Don’t call me or text me unless you want some and I might respond!

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