Tales of The Friend Who Got Up In A Baller Wolf’s End Zone
it’s no surprise that foxes,
and even wolves are now talking.
now that jason collins has come out and
kerry rhodes/peppermint peanut scandal was a trending hot topic,
it seems like more people are sharing their experiences with baller wolves.
one of my favs,
immanuel from “confessions of a downlow brother”,
shared a story about a baller wolf who got banged out by his friend…
Just last weekend a platonic friend from Washington, D.C., “Vaughn,” came up to spend some time with me in Baltimore and check out the gay life here.
Before we hit Buns nightclub to catch some good house music Vaughn, a brown-skinned, 40-something Daddy from Kentucky with a handsome face, bulging biceps, and country accent, told me he had a secret to tell.
“Immanuel, a few months ago a young guy who I hook up with regular said he had a bottom buddy who wanted to threesome so I said okay.”
Like me Vaughn is a divorced man with kids who has come out relatively recently. So I know he is still sowing his wild oats.
“Okay Vaughn what’s so unusual about a threesome?”
“Listen, I’m going to get to that,” Vaughn said, grinning slyly.
“When I got there another young dark-skinned guy was already waiting,” he continued. “He wasn’t that nice looking — in fact he looked kinda weird and had on these baggy sweats.”
“But when he took off his clothes — damn! It was all muscles and he had a fat bubble butt and a huge dick.”
“His friend fucked him, and then I fucked him, and we took turns. Man, he had some good ass. Tight and wet.”
“Okay, Vaughn, I’m glad you enjoyed yourself and got some good ass,” I said. “I know you prefer those young boys.”
“Well, Immanuel, the bottom guy left about the same time I did and he pulled up his car next to me at a stoplight and looked over me like he wanted to talk some more but I had things to do so I drove on.”
“Do you know a couple of days later I was watching the Washington Redskins play Philadelphia and there he was on the sidelines! It was the same guy! I got his jersey number and Googled just to make sure.”
“I called my regular back and he confirmed who it was. He said he arranges dick for him.”
For instance, a Jamaican guy I know goes to very private sex parties in the Maryland suburbs of D.C. thrown by this former football player. Guy won’t say who it is but I believe his story because he is very discreet and not one to gossip.
Another buddy of mine about 10 years ago dated a married NFL football player, who loved to play golf. They would go on golfing trips together as a cover but believe me a golf ball wasn’t the only thing getting pushed into holes.
My buddy met this football player at a golf resort in Florida one weekend, they went up to the hotel room, and fucked liked rabbits (they are both verse). Then they got a case of the post-fuck munchies and went out to eat.
It was a good thing they did. The football player’s wife showed up unexpectedly at the front desk and staff called the baller to let him know she was in the area and requesting room access.
The football player was able to spirit my buddy and his luggage to another room, regain his composure, and send his wife to get a massage or something until he could clean up the evidence and arrange to meet her later.
I can imagine this is what Mr. Football said to the Missus.
“Hey baby, what a surprise you are here. Where was I? Well me and the boys were out on the links all day. But hey, now that you are here let’s make this a romantic weekend. Where you want to have dinner?”
do you think you can handle all of it?
lowkey: please don’t be a “peanut”.
i would hate to have to write about you.