i was so late today to meet work wolf.
we hung out again.
i guess today was a two part saga.
one that was pretty revealing compared to last night…
he told me last night that he was gonna be in the city.
he asked if i wanted to go with him to buy his 4th of july outfit.
i wasn’t going to hold my breath tho.
he likes to make promises he can’t keep.
well as i was about to play batman today,
he texted me at 12pm like:
“i’m about to leave”
i wasn’t even dressed.
i was in relax mode.
i told him to leave at 1.
when i got dressed:
light blue jean shorts
red and white sneakers
…i texted and called.
no read receipt.
i thought he stood me up.
in my mind,
i wasn’t even going to speak to him again.
“i’m down here at the usual spot.
was on the train.
where you at?” – he returned my text at 145.
i was still in the damn crib.
i raced out the door towards the train station.
i didn’t get to him until 230.
i apologized profusely when i got there.
he picked out a nice outfit from polo.
he tried it on and his body…
he wanted to make sure i liked it.
everything was on display just right.
well the whole thing rang up to 150.
that was how much he wanted to spend.
afterwards i suggested we go get something to eat.
he said he was hungry.
i told him about this italian spot i think he would like.
of course he was down.
when we got there,
it wasn’t packed.
“we should get a drink.”
he showed me a picture of a vixen he is talking to right now.
she was cute.
not hating either.
i asked him some questions about her.
how he met her?
how long they were talking?
“through a friend.
1 month now.”
“have you fuckEd her yet?”
“yeah last week.”
i guess this one flew way under the radar.
he told me how his fuck buddy is hooked on the dick he gives her.
he wants to cut her off because she is becoming sprung.
“well good sex does lead to emotions work wolf.”
“what do you do to make these girls go sprung?”
“i don’t know jamari.
i just fuck em real good.”
i felt chills.
so then he said:
“you always asking me about my love life.
lets talk about your love life…”
“i mean i didn’t think you’d want to hear about mine.”
“why wouldn’t i?
you are my friend.
i’m comfortable with myself.
so who you talking to right now?”
i told him i wasn’t talking to anyone.
i told him about wolves i use to talk to.
he was shocked.
i also told him how hard it was to find someone.
then i said this:
“i’m not really looking for a relationship.
i’m looking for someone to fuck with on the regular.
someone who will be a friend.
i don’t do one night stands.”
“let me ask you something and don’t take a offense to this.
would you ever mess with a dude?”
i asked it.
get some drinks in me and i’m a lot bolder than usual.
so he says:
i don’t think i could.
honestly i never thought about it.
if i did,
i would feel disgusted with myself after.”
“i mean you are straight so i would imagine that would be your answer.”
he was really curious about my world.
i had to wonder if it was the drinks?
he told me how some of the gays at work are really emotional.
“what do you think i would be?
just by looking at me?”
i had to laugh.
“well i am a
“what does that mean?”
“it means i’m submissive.
i’m the one who gets fucked.
i don’t think i could ever see myself fuckin a dude.”
he got quiet.
i told him my world is not too different to his.
they are both dominated by sex.
he told me he wants me to to wait until i meet the right wolf.
he didn’t want me sleeping with everyone and giving my stuff away.
“i just want the right wolf to come in my life.”
then he said:
“yeah its gonna happen soon.”
we stayed there for a good 2 hours.
we talked about everything.
more in depth than last night.
every question i asked him he answered.
i even asked him his favorite sexual position.
it was a pretty good day.
i hope to have more of these with him.
lowkey: when we were leaving,
this FINE muscular wolf walked by us.
he had on a wife beater.
pecs and arms on display.
of course i was checkin’ him out heavy.
work wolf caught me.
i told him that was my type.
he laughed and told me go right ahead.
i like this one in my life.