“hoe-mones” are a big fucking problem.

those who aren’t getting it like rabbits in spring are horny as hell.
no, you aren’t weird.
the world is just a dangerous place.
plus, we want a steady fuck buddy/relationship these days.
not, “yet another new tag on our walls tonight“ lifestyle.

when you get tired of meeting the same ol same ol,
you become celibate.
you hope that as you live your life masturbating quite frequently,
you will meet someone that will finally give you a regular smash session.
but, what happens when your “hoe-mones” take over and cloud your judgement?
it doesn’t allow you to take it slow?
and, is it the cause of insecurities we may have when we meet someone new?

i started to wonder…

Do you have too much sex on the brain?

Continue reading “I Want To Get Inside His Brain Without Having Him Inside Me… Yet.” →

can i say i love my carribean foxes/wolves/and hybrids?
only they would understand this humor below…

Continue reading ““So Mi Naw Mek Nuh Bwoy Tun Mi Inna Freak”…. (The Curry-Ann Remix)” →

the following candidates want to take you out for halloween.
pick one for a “good time” tonight…

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when did you stop giving a fuck?

how many times were you hurt,
betrayed,
or even frustrated to stop caring about people’s feelings?
is it something you learned from an early age?
or, is it something you got over time?

not giving a fuck is not hurting people for no reason.
it also doesn’t mean going out and having raw sex.
it just means that you don’t give a fuck about stupid shit.
you are in full control of yourself and your emotions.
plus, you say what you need to say without regret.

the world can be a cruel place.
it can feel like a death trap when you are loyal and follow the rules.
as much as you try to be the “best” you can be,
other people who aren’t giving no even half a fuck are making it.
they are the ones with the careers,
everyone at their whim,
and life is a happier place.
they don’t look at other people because they are the only ones who matter.
they are going through life with no fucks and actually making great strides.
yet, you are where you are.
giving a fuck.
so i had to ask…

How many fucks do you give?

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FOXMAIL

Good Afternoon Jamari!

I wanted to tell a sincere thanks for brightening up my day and providing insight into this “life.” As you know, being a fox or hybrid is especially tough when you are smart, handsome, and about your business.

Despite the weather (which I hope all of the eastern seaboard is doing well), I need your assistance. In this cold and lonely world of the southern concrete jungle AKA Atlanta, I am facing the dilemma of dating and building meaningful relationships and friendships.  Bc I have decent resources and a nice personality, I have enlisted the services of escorts. Some of them are off the chain body wise and getting some dry humping.

Its exciting but its only for a moment. You get the fantasy but not the realness of a conversation or intimacy. I have one that I had to tell him how to hold me and how to let me ride him. But you would think that in his profession he would make me moist. No sir!

The other one was a regular nigga that was gay for pay that did the most but there was no emotional connection. I get more moist looking off your website than the real thing.

Jamari.. I need your advice because I’m tired of paying out of pocket for love and false intimacy. I am a professional black man and my next step is the on-line dating but I’m worry about the privacy and what is legitimate.  I’m tired of being lonely and I want more and demand more.

Lonely

MY ANSWER…

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EVERYONE…

you are chillin on jack’d.
it’s a hurricane so you know,
everyone is online right now.
you meet this guy:

you immediately get his number.
you guys start talking and you realize you both have a lot in common.
the conversation goes on for hours.
you ask him to send you another pic,
and he sends you this…

Continue reading “WHEN WE ROLE PLAY: (47)” →