It started with a guy in 2001.
He actually came uninvited to my crib with mutual friends of ours.
I didn’t pay any attention to him attraction-wise, but I was asking who the hell was he?
Seriously, he was very attractive.
He was tall, toned, nice waves, a handsome face, and a mixed red bone.
He was a hood boy/church boy innocence, but he had that “urban model” flair.
His UN-announced ass also brought his hood rat girlfriend too….
One night after we got acquainted, he was getting picked on by a dude in our crew.
He left the room and went into the other living room where I followed him.
I hate to see people being treated badly.
I went and I sat next to him because he was heated.
He was having issues with the making fun of him and his hood rat girlfriend.
They didn’t like her too much because they felt she was a bad influence on him.
I told him to fuck what they think and if you like this girl then that is all that matters.
I looked into his eyes and he smiled at me.
I noticed his eyes softened.
I still thought nothing.
He would find ways to touch me after that.
Putting his hands on me in some way.
If he sat next to me, I noticed his leg would rest on mine.
Another day, we were all playing Bond for PS2.
It was a 4 person game and we all playing the “find each other and kill” portion.
He would get into it and try his best to beat me.
No one can beat me.
The next day, I was home alone and he cut school to spend the day playing the same game.
He sat right next to me during all of this.
We smoked weed together and he was looking at me in a strange way…
Still, I was clueless and ignorant to all these signs.
It wasn’t until I was talking to a Vixen I knew that knew about me.
After a couple of years, I finally told her.
She asked me if I was seeing someone.
I told her no, but we got into the story of him and the things he was doing.
She let me know that he wanted to dig deep in this Fox.
I tried to argue that maybe he was just being friendly.
She pointed more things out…
That is when it clicked.
We both decided we wanted to see this in action.
I went to his job one night to ask about something I made up that I wanted him to do.
I wore a fly ass fit and some of my best “Wolf trapping” cologne.
He was playing basketball with his boys and as I looked at him play,
he would show off to get my attention.
He asked me to come to the office to fill out some paper work on the thing that I made up.
This lady walked by and asked who smelled so good.
He sat right next to me that it made me so hot for him.
I saw him with different eyes now.
So, he in turn also replied and said:
“Yeah he does…”
…and in like slow motion,
he was coming to smell my neck.
He would have made nose to neck contact,
but the lady playfully hit him and said he shouldn’t be smelling me because “guys don’s smell other guys”.
From them on, it was a lot of touching and me returning the favor.
It was eye contact, smiling, and asking for me through people.
But, every time I wanted to get close to him, one of our boys was around.
He was also now fucking what seemed to be a SLEW of Vixens.
From older to younger, he was giving his pipe to every Vixen that wanted it.
It was like he couldn’t meet a Vixen without fucking her.
Almost like he was trying to prove something since he was always the butt of jokes to our crew…
He ended up suddenly moving away and I never saw him again.
I left my old neighborhood and stopped talking to our mutual friends.
He moved back to the neighborhood and last I heard, he has a child and doing okay for himself.
Still a hood boy.
It seems I always meet Wolves like this.
There was a couple more who were just like him to follow.
They always have this same trait about them.
Same shyness, same staring, same situations we find ourselves in.
Even though I feel they are attracted to me,
I’m usually confused and disappointed because I feel I am right…
until they surprise me by have a girlfriend or fucking hoes.
It’s a bitch, ain’t it?
It all started with a guy in 2001.
Thank you Vain for the inspiration.