Well my dreams have been answered…. Sort of/kind a/not really.

I was walking into the place that provides me great learning and growth, minding my own business when I saw a dude coming in my direction. Since I have a fine nigga detector built into my head, no one else mattered but this particular dude. He was light skinned, a little taller than me, low eyes, slimmish built, and nice ass lips.

When I focused my attention, he looked like my top wolf on all my lists, Devin Thomas. Yup. He looked like “Daddy”.

The story continues…..

As I was walking towards this beautiful dude, he starts to smile at me. I bust out with a smile also, you know, returning the favor. Suddenly, he points his lips out and towards me – I can’t explain the exact action but all I know is it made my booty hole vibrate. It was like he liked what he saw and decided to use his lips to let me know. All the while, he had the bedroom eyes going and…. Just damn.

My only reaction was to head nod and keep it moving.

I know he goes to my school because he had the college student look down. Plus, the school bag was a dead giveaway. You know what they say about college boys?

Regardless, since I do not have the real thing right now – the carbon copy will have to do until I get to ride #11.

More to come!

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“I need a vacation or something because I feel like I am about to give up and I am fighting it.” – Me, in a text

“U need Dick” – Hubby In My Head, responds.

“It’s not that easy. I do not want to give my body away to some random nigga.” – Me, reply.

“I digz” – His, reply

Would dick magically turn everything right?

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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?

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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

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U walk past a group of hood dudes. A couple are staring at you under their fitteds. Blank stares. Does that mean they are gay?

I see that baller I want so badly. I listen to the gossip amongst my news flash Foxes. Rumors swirling. But does that mean he is gay?

That guy who I think checked me out at the grocery store. I caught him staring and then he looked off. Playing duck – duck – DL. Does that mean he wanted me?

Is this whole “yeah he is definitely gay” thing just something to keep us from jumping off a roof because there really isn’t that much gay people at all?

The only people I see goin on and on that someone is gay is women and gay people. Many times the woman is going on “feminine” traits and the gay dude is going on “fantasy”.

Or am I wrong?

That is something I think about, while sipping this wine tonight. I always hear gay people talking about they went down some block and such and such dude(s) stopped and was looking as he walked by. Was this just a figment of his imagination? Or was he really commanding the attention of DL dudes?

If there is so much gay dudes walking around this world today, then why are half of us single and lonely? Let’s do the Math. Let’s say that 35% of out gay people are roaming the United States today. Half of them are black so we will say 15%. Then, the rest is made up of DL and Bi dudes – then that is not a lot for us to work with. Or a really gigantic guessing game that isn’t really much fun.

I always look at dudes as I am doing my daily travels and wonder how much of these dudes checked me out and I did not notice. Or, how much of these dudes I wanted to check me out but they are straight. Because, not for nothing, many on the low dudes are not obvious with their hints and clues. Many dudes that are on the low are pretty much scared you will bust their spot. So chances of them hollering are a risk on their part.

Unless you are a queen who everyone knows gets down, then life for the rest of us is pretty much a challenge. The chat sites only offer so much and it seems like the same ol thing trying to get at you. You think you met someone that may be worth it but it was a false alarm rung way to many times.

So what are we to do? Are we doomed? Or do we just wait around, hoping and praying we catch a sign.

Let a fellow Fox know how you feel?

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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.

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