So this morning Foxes,
I did something that changed my whole world.
….And it might just might change yours.

I was standing at the train platform,
When I turned to my right and this fione muscular dude was standing right next to me.

Not only was he standing next to me but he was also hovering around me. I was peepin Daddy out the corner of my eye, but I didn’t want to look uber excited. So I just went with the flow. I wanted to snap his body shot but I was tryna read the signs that were coming at me.

When he turned around, that is when I was visually inspecting the merchandise. Foxes, he looked like a muscular shorter version of Cam’ron. Like, “Confessions of Fire” Cam. Not… “I May Have HIV” Cam.

So when the train came, we walked onto the same car and I stood and he sat. He decided to sit closer to wear I was standing. There was an empty seat next to him so I decided it was in my best interest to sit next to him. I took off my headphones, paused Eminem, and sat there for a minute.

It looked like a winner so take a risk. I didn’t know what to say though!!

He had on basic summer apparel. Stuff that I would wear if I was lounging. He had on some olive-green baggy shorts, a white wife beater, his t-shirt on his shoulder, and some kicks.

Nothing about that was “yo where u get that from?” type of opening statement. He had a gold bracelet on but I was interested…….

…… But I did see his tattoo on his arm. And what a massive arm it was. The tattoo laid nicely on his bicep.

I took a deep breath and I tapped him on said bicep. He took off his headphones and I asked him…

“Yo where did u get your tattoo done at?”
“Oh, downtown in the city.”

Deep voice. Spanish.

“Oh its nice. I am tryna get a tattoo also but, I don’t know where to go.”
“Yeah in the city is nice.”
“How much did you pay for yours?”

He looked down and rubbed his arm.

“Like, 600.”
“Wow.” I gasped.

I wasn’t about to pay 600 for a tattoo.

So he said where he got it done at again and then put his headphones back on. It was a lot of eye fuckin from both parties. He took them back off and,…

“I am tryna get another tattoo.”
“Oh really? Where?”
“Right here.” He replied, and pointed to his other arm and rubbed that and his pec.

I lost my mind for 2 seconds.

“Oh that would be cool.”
“Yeah.”

He laid his head against the window, paused for a minute, and then….

“So where u stay?” He asked, looking at me.

I told him…

“Where do u live?” I replied.

I could not stop looking at his nice pink lips.

“I live downtown (and said his address.)”
“Oh thas wassup.”
“I know a lot of people who do tattoos.”
“Oh really? I do too but no one can help me.”
“Well take my number.”

U read right.

I took his number and showed him to confirm. I told him I would text him mine….

“Aight cool.” He said smiling.
“What’s your name?” I asked.

We will call him, Cam.

“Cam.”
“Mine is Jamari.”
“Nice to meet u.”
“Same.”

He put his headphones on and went back to laying down. When it was my spot, I tapped him on the bicep and told him…

“Nice to meet u.”
“U too. Take care.”

… And that was that.

Even if nothing happens, I made the effort to go after what I wanted. I am more proud I took action instead of doing the usual bs.

Nothing.

Pat on my back if I do say so myself.

“This is easier than I thought.” I thought to myself.

Yup.

Later.

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Have you ever seen a dude and something about him INSTANTLY attracted you to him?

It had nothing to do with body or even swagg.
It was something about their presence that magnetically drew you to him?

Continue reading “Hunt 4 U” →

So I saw The City Gym Boys this weekend,
up close AND personal,
and I must say they are actually quite sexy like in person.

Continue reading “Sightings: City Gym Boys” →

I got a wonderful email from a female Fox in distress.
I love my female Foxes who check me out.
They help bring another spin from the dating perspective.

Check it out!

Continue reading “F0xMail: Where Is He?” →

I have been thinking about something.

I have been hearing complaints from so many Foxes about the slim pickings in our lifestyle. I can’t even front because I have complained myself.

(The blog under this is definitely a COMPLAINT!)

When you are a Fox looking for a Daddy ala Devin Thomas-ish type – it can be like looking for Waldo in a bedroom sized poster. You know he is there but you just can’t find him…. Yet.

After a blog I wrote, I noticed a couple Foxes left me comments that traveled with me for a few days.

“Straight women should never complain because they have a huge selection to choose from.”

That maybe true BUT there is two sides to this coin. Trust me.

Side I.

We, as Foxes, want a good Wolf to be the exception and not the rule. We want a Wolf that is everything we dream of: preferably to look like a “straight” guy. Now before some of you need a crash helmet, let me explain. We want a guy that looks and acts like a guy. If I wanted pussy, this blog wouldn’t exist.

I have met, what seems to be bottom of the barrel in gay men. The worst of the worst. I have met niggas who are extremely unfashionable or extremely feminine. They don’t have a pot to piss in or a window to throw it out of.

I met dudes who I would never call back if you paid me in penis. BUT, I have a lot met dudes that were so fine and exactly WHAT I was looking for. Due to my insecurity of not feeling good enough and not comfortable in my own skin, I am sure I was the one they would never call back.

It is funny because I always hear women say, “Damn all the cute/fine ones are gay.” They talk about the DL thugs or the DL husbands/boyfriends who they caught fucking some nigga in the back of a Monte Carlo.

Then there is:

Side II.

I know a lot of female Foxes. It comes with the territory when you are good looking with some kind of charm and charisma. I see a lot of my pretty females complaining they cannot find a good man. Even though they have a larger selection, doesn’t mean that they are happy with the pickings they get. Most of these cute fine dudes that are straight that we would date are mega hoes. The amount of talk I hear about certain dudes I think are Wolf material is such a damn turn off. Women also go beyond looks, whereas in our lifestyle, we are all about looks. That can be our greatest asset and worst enemy.

Real talk: Just because Devin Thomas is my ideal of Daddy, don’t make him a good person. I only see the fantasy of him inside me. He could be the biggest asshole on the East Coast with the dick the size of a Vienna cushion and the personality of a aardvark.

So Foxes, I wanted to let you know there are 2 sides to every story. Don’t always think the worst. There is much worst. Never compare yourself because you will be winning a losing battle. I stopped that recently. We are ALL looking for someone to love us. It may come soon or take a little longer but the love we have for ourselves should be top prior.

Plus, the grass is not always greener on the other side and a lot of times, that shit could be astro turf.

Later

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Well my day went south.

I was trying for the life of me to find out where Mister Attitude went. I haven’t seen his ass for 2 weeks at work. The last time we spoke, he let me know that he also got down.

He was droppin’ subtle hints that he was interested me in…. And then, like a man, the muthafucka vanished!!!!!

Well, I found out today that he doesn’t work here anymore. I am a little sad by the news. I am going to miss seeing his sexy ass daily.

Well I guess I get to look at the other guys, but they are “straight” so ain’t nothing going down but a fuck fantasy and an invisible cigarette.

At least Mister Attitude was adapting to my attitude. I heard he has a social site page.

Should I add him?

I mean, we weren’t close like that but he knew who I was. I do not wanna look like a stalker. Not sexy at all

Whatcha think?

Later

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