as a young fox,
when i first started to dip my paws in this life,
i didn’t have many gay friends.
the ones i did encounter moved funny so i cut them off.
i had many friends that are vixens who cheerleaded for my exploration.
i didn’t feel comfortable doing it alone so i asked them to tag along.
I did a lot of my exploring in this life with Vixens.
One was straight and the others were lesbians of all kinds.
with the lesbians,
i learned they attracted foxes or straight wolves who want to fuck them.
the types of wolves that i wanted weren’t in their circles.
the straight one,
who wanted to be a gay male herself,
was cockblocking unintentionally (or maybe it was intentional?).
about her scaring off my first foxy love:
i agree with this especially having your own spaces.
that segregation line could go.
many vixens love hanging with gays because they get their life.
many of them can be our biggest cheerleaders too.
the problem that i have is:
When we involve some Vixens in our forests,
and they get comfortable,
they start to overstep their boundaries.
Whereas when we are in their forests,
they are QUICK to check us about theirs.
God forbid the wolf of their dreams wants you.
you are in competition.
not only that,
many of them treat us like little pets for gossip and makeovers.
I have no issue with Vixens in our spaces,
because many enjoy being around us,
but they have to remember they are GUESTS there.
so like vegas,
what happens in our spaces STAYS THERE.
there are quite a few vixens in the foxhole.
i’ve coined them “vix-bi”.
they have always provided me with stories or asked genuine questions.
like the vixens in my real life,
they are always very respectful.