“You not meeting no Wolves cause you not on the scene!”
Spoken through my phone by Star Fox.
I shuddered at the thought of going to a gay club.
But his sentence stuck with me.
I often wondered how much that is true?
I always wondering how does one meet a Wolf if they aren’t actively making a name for themselves.
But at the same time, the name you make on the scene is always filled with rumors and drama.
You go out and meet a Wolf….
…. but is it just a temporary good time… with all your business on Front Street?
That mofo will have the whole club knowing he fucked the shit out of you… literally.
I had to ask….
How do you successfully get on the scene without actually being on it?
I got a call today from a Jackal about some messy industry drama.
One of which made me happy I wasn’t on the scene.
It seems that an up and coming singer likes to find himself going to gay clubs within the city.
He isn’t from here so he is lost in the world of easy cheeks and quick head.
He thinks wearing shades inside the club draws attention AWAY from him.
Sadly, it has completely done the opposite.
He got into an altercation last weekend with a Hyena he fucked.
That Hyena basically claimed he was done dirty.
The Hyena started calling him “Miss”, as in most typical gay fights.
The singer replied that he was also done dirty by the Hyena….
….on his sheets.
The typical answer by most Wolves.
My question is: Why did this even happen?
You are a fuckin’ singer!
You should be as low key as possible.
You have already made a name for yourself on the scene and burned a few bridges.
When they see you on television more,
the more the gossip will start to flow.
I notice every time muthafuckas move to NY, it is the same story.
They get here and become club rats.
It is a world of night life, fucking, and drugs.
They spend all their money in the lifestyle that they end up having to move back home.
Either with their tail between their legs OR with a disease (pick one or all).
I choose nowadays to pick my industry outings wisely,
but I’m usually in the crib.
I started to wonder about being out there and running wild in “Gay City”.
Is it wise to even be out there?
If not, how does a discreet person actually meet someone?
Chat sites are messy,
clubs are drama,
and bad people will out all your shit in a conversation.
Why is it I can go on MyVidster and read a complete run down of someone?
Why should I know you were an escort, broke, diseases, or even what state you live in?
Why is it I can just ask someone your name I know all your business?
Is it just wise to hang with straight folks until we get lucky?
Or, do we just continue to sign up and go out in hopes of getting lucky?
It is all very confusing that I started to wonder…
Where o’ where do the discreet Wolves, Hybrids, and Foxes go?
- The Wolf Whose Fur Has Gotten So Cheap You Could See Right Through Him (insidejamarifox.com)
- So, I Have Seduced Yet Another Straight Wolf Again… (insidejamarifox.com)
- This Hyena Decided To Scream His Way Out Of The Battle (insidejamarifox.com)
- I’m The One Who Owns That Pipe. The Bitch He Is With Is Just A Stand In. (insidejamarifox.com)