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You Were Born To Be On the Bottom

from a young age,
i knew i wanted to be a bottom (fox).
well,
i had an attraction to wolves as a cub,
but at the time,
i knew i wanted to be “the wife”.
i was a cub so that’s how i described it.
when it came to what i liked,
it never changed.
i had a strong affinity to the man’s man.
with dating vixens,
it was preconditioned i was “that male i was attracted to”,
but it didn’t come natural because i yearned for something more.
well as more studies come out about the gay life,
the more i may have been onto something.
researchers have discovered why some of us like being:

bottoms (foxes)
TOPS (wolves)
versatile ( HYbrids )

according to an article a foxholer sent me from aazah…
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When He Works On His Bottom

speaking of the gym,
i can see how these straight wolves end up getting the “peach emoji” cakes.
like so…
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All Bottoms Need To Die

see ^thats the shit i like,
the shit that makes me cum hard,
but i am made to feel bad because i like it.
so let me get this straight,
because i’ve been thinking about this since that ( x last entry )…
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Get On Your Knees (U Ain’t Lickin’ Dis Then U Ain’t Stickin’ Dis)

i feel like every wolf should eat booty.
there.
i said it.
“eat booty” does sound a little barbaric.
so how about…
lick the fox hole?
is that better?
surprisingly there are wolves out here who are on a “bunz free” diet.
something about too much carb intake…
or some crazy excuse…
its like being in high school again.
we all had that wolf friend(s) who said this classic line:

“hell naw!
i don’t eat no pussy!
yuck thats gross!
she still gotta give me head tho…”

…and secretly,
he was on his knees properly cleaning out her vagina.
this depends on if the vixen was a dumb ass or not.
if the fox has prepared a clean platter for you to dig in…

Why not put on a bib and get on your knees?

hmm.
well i got a f0xmail from one of my readers with this very discussion…
(18^,
nsfw,
and “not for straight eyes”)…
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Being On The Bottom Is Hard

don’t i know it?
life seems to always provide me with the lessons i need to get by…
i don’t know if you know,
but finding yourself can be one of your greatest accomplishments.
being able to look in the mirror and say:

THIS IS WHO I AM

…feels oh so good.
with great rewards of emotional and spiritual growth,
also comes the realization that you have a ton dead weight around you.
some of which have already gotten rid of you out their life.
this is where i’m at right now in my life.
although i’m happy i’m not apart of the mixxy ny scene,
having to be everywhere just so i could be seen,
i have actually lost alot of those same people within the last year or two.
i can honestly say that i am on the bottom right now socially.
you learn a lot when you stop reaching out to people.
not being able to attend all the fly events.
the popular kids who think instagram likes equal self esteem.
you slowly realize that world is all about users and abusers.
ones who determine your worth by how much money/connects you have.
no one truly is your friend unless you grew up with.
even still…

so i spoke about a rapper hybrid i wrote about a while back….

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Some Choose To Have Their Pound Cakes Spread While Others Pound Em

clean,
lay down,
spread em,
legs back,
breath,
stretch,
shake,
turn around,
face down,
tail up,
grind,
pound,
ouch,
rinse,
swallow,
rest,
repeat… maybe?
the role of the fox.
all for the sake of pleasure and pleasing.
don’t you love it?

x whats a fox?

in this lifestyle,
it seems being a fox is like being a serial killer.
you feed the neighborhood rats with body parts.
when you choose to receive instead of give,
or do both,
it opens up for many opinions and criticism.
“why you…”
“ugh i mean…”
“what the…”