I knew when I saw Hot Rod with PRK,
I felt something was off with him.

what they don’t tell you about being a porn star is…

Some folks aren’t as strong as they seem.

they don’t tell you about is the wear and tear on your body and soul.
they don’t tell you about the drugs to make it more bearable also.
many aren’t actually sex-positive or slut-strutting shame-free.
many are drowning in severe mental health issues.
like the entertainment industry,
you’re fed to the vultures once the porn industry is done with you.
a little Foxie sent me an update about hot rod,
a veteran in black gay porn.
someone spotted him at a train station in new yawk and…

last night at the ‘24 bet awards,
it was all about getting black folks out there to vote.
almost every presentation; almost every commercial.
taraji even went off script at one point.
after that debate,
folks are scared.
even if folk’s think biden’s a zombie,
they really don’t want “the orange one” back.
after this news,
i think this is another reason why.
trump’s got the supreme court shielding him via msnbc…

It be tweets like this that make me cry out for Jesus.

i been sniffin’ around and reading reactions about austin wolf.
i’ve seen many throwing him to the wolves (not the Foxhole kind),
but i’ve seen a few defending him over his degenerate behavior.
there is a question i keep seeing and two Foxholers brought up to me…

I have a friend who got their heart broken pretty bad by their last partner.
Come to find out,
they were talking shit about my friend to their new love interest.
The new love interest was a boy who was 16,
she was in her early 30s,
and my friend is a straight male in his late 20s.
We call her “Pedolyte” anytime she is brought up

predators aren’t always what many straights assume.
people often assume the worst because gay males live so sexually free.
many think tht we are these predators who have to turn any and everyone out.
when in actuality,
i’ve seen reports of more straights being child abusers than anything else.
when i see tweets like this…

last night,
we all watched a horror movie together.
unfortunately,
we are watching and starring in it as well.

“Nightmare of the ’24 Presidential Election”

there’s no popcorn,
the seats are uncomfortable,
and the only way we can escape is leaving the country.
the two that we can’t escape from are biden and trump.
what we learned from last night’s debate is…

the soft debut.
you know,
that moment when you subtly let the forests know you’re taken.
all those random solo trips weren’t actually solo after all.
they were all baecations and dates but you feel comfortable to debut them.

“No
I wasn’t alone on that last trip to Bermuda.
I was in a room,
riding a banana boat,
and sucking’ guava juice off my manz penis!
Here he is!”

the problem?
these debuts don’t feel organic and often feel forced.
it’s rarely as casual as a candid snap of them across the table,
as they are debating between chicken or steak.
nah…
it’s usually more like chrystian lehr’s style of him soft debuting his new boo…