I went out with a friend of mine that I knew for years to an industry event the other day.

I wrote about him in blogs of past. We will call him Hubby In My Head. He is someone that I have crushed on since I first met him and now, almost four years later, we are still going strong as good friends. TOP, dark chocolate, and Spanish brotha and oh so DAMN sexy to me. He is definitely a nigga. Going out with him on a harmless get together felt so great. I sat so close to him as he did me. I slyly flirted with him and he coyly flirted with me. We wrote undercover texts to each other since we were with “The Straights”. He was scared to look in my eyes, but did anyway. I returned the favor with slight peeks. I wanted to touch him but due to the circumstances, I couldn’t. I did manage to squeeze his bicep in a low key fashion (I’m good trust). I made sure I sat next to him at all times. I poked him secretly on his butt cheek as we we walked up the stairs. He quickly put me in a playful headlock.  AAAAAAH. It felt so euphoric.

But there was a slight issue…..

Yup. He already has a husband – and I was Lady GaGa (in that gif).

Why does it seem
, more and more,
everyone is in a relationship… but YOU?

Continue reading “The Single Fox Whores” →

So I have been spending some time with a particular friend. One of which is more, shall we say, “open” than the rest of my usual Fox trot posse. I am starting to mingle more within this life (than my straight friends) and picking and choosing people to spend that time with. You’ll know if you are a winner if we chill again.

It started yesterday. A friend of mine (female) wated to go out on a date. I was at Open’s crib, in the back in his bedroom, talking to her on the phone and trying to find a good restaurant online. Open and his boy left and went to go get something to eat.

When they returned, I heard an array of voices laughing and cracking up. I knew the two voices already but once was much deeper than the others. Much, much, much deeper.

So I go get my coat and walk into the living room to leave and there was this random thick dude smiling in my face, as well as their smiling faces. He was okay cute. Nice. Smile. Wearing a fleece and a trucker hat. I would say a caramel complected dude. Whatever.

“Where you going Jamari?” Open asked, looking at his cell phone.
“On a date.” I replied, trying to figure out who this random negro was, sitting on the couch next to Open.
“Oh, you going to go get some dick?” Open asks, smiling.

I was a little thrown off because Open is a lot more bolder than I am + he said it in front of some strange dude sitting on his couch!!!

“Naw. I’m going on a date….. with a girl.” I replied, “Not really what I am looking for but hey, it’s a free meal.”

They all laughed and I bounced.

Random Thick Dude could not get enough of eye fucking me on that couch. As I was speaking to Open, his whole mouth was open. Grinning and giggling at me. I even caught him trying to head nod me when we locked eye contact.

So when I got home to my crib from my date, I called Open to find out what was the scoop. Apparently, dude was at the corner store and when Open walked in, he said “Damn”. Open kinda has a fat ol sweet and sour ass and it attracts a lot of pests. Open’s friend heard him say “Damn” and they both plotted that dude might get down. Not like dude wasn’t staring and smiling and all that. Random Thick Dude wanted to chill and all that so he went and bought some liquor and went back to Open’s crib. After I left, they were talking and drinking. Random Thick Dude is married with 2 kids, works construction up the street, and was horny and wanted to open Open. He also wanted to have a three some with Open and his boy – and wanted me to come back so it could be a foursome (Hecky Naw!).

He pulled his dick out in the living room and said he was horny after a couple of drinks. Open said he had a big ass dick that he wanted to test drive. Open took him to his room and sucked on it while his boy watched, but did nothing and BAM – that was their night. Open wanted to fuck him but he did not do the proper cleaning requirements that would allow that big ass dick to formally meet his big ass.

All this time I am out having dinner and a movie with a beautiful young lady (who paid for everything) LOL.

Crazy huh?

Later Foxes

Brought To You By The Foxberry

Friend calls out the blue.
Tells me he is coming through and he is bringing his cousin over.

Usually that means, “I maybe with someone cute so look presentable”

I was up and together in less than two seconds.

Continue reading “A Football Player Cums In My Crib.” →

Bottoms have something in common with the average female.

Not because we have to take the dick however it is offered.
Often times,
we are in the submissive role.
Or we sometimes go through the same Waiting 2 Exhale shit.

Some of that maybe true.

But, we deal with the same things they do.
While thanking our lucky stars we do not deal with periods.

I am like a female, but still a man.

And I will explain why,
without sounding like I was snorting coke tonight…

Continue reading “Like A Girl” →

Is it so hard for a nigga to be punctual?

He says he is going to call you back after what seemed like great conversations and then, no phone call.

Why do dudes do this?

This is why I am glad I didn’t really put as much feelings into Big. He started out great. His life story made me feel “something” and I quietly became attracted to his strenght. Our last great conversation was about our pasts and how similar they were. He would have been definite “Hubby material” regardless of age.

BUT – the night we were suppose to meet was the night things went downhill.

He tells me meet him @ the train station. I didn’t want to meet him that night BUT he was putting on the Zip Lock pressure. I said “Fuck it”, got ready, and out the door I went. I even walked slow to kill some time.

FOXES – when I was arriving the train station, he calls me to tell me that he cannot meet me and that an emergency came up. So because of this dumb ass type nigga, I walked all the way there and had to turn around. Mad was not even the word. Ever since then, our conversations have been weak and he hasn’t been returning phone calls.

I know what that means:

“Miss one, next fifteen one coming.”

What gets me if that he was interested and then FUCKS it up by being sloppy. Thank God these men never get a whiff of the good stuff.

… And now Married Guy is tryna get at me harder than before. One person I dismissed because I wanted a man of my own, no sharing.

Oh well.

Brought To You By The Foxberry

I saw this picture this morning and I had to readjust myself in my seat.

I keep hearing our dear Mister Songz gets down. I keep hearing he is willing to slang that dick to whoever is a willing taker, both men and women.

Is this true?

If so, then Trey, I’m wide open.