yes chris.
walk over and stand in the corner with your poncho.
check the alleged revelation our chris had…
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FOXMAIL

Sup Jamari,

First, I really dig your blog man. You keep the content fresh, hot and relevant. But the purposr for my writing is about a great friend of mine which I consider to be like a brother to me.

Him and I are really close. We have an amazing friendship however over the last year or so there has been this different level of attraction and relationship going on between us.

Truth is I’m very curious about exploring sex with another guy and so I’ve been feeding that desire with porn. Just something about two niggas sexing that is hot to me. I’ve never engaged in it but I’m hella curious.

My friend has been saying and doing things that makes me think he’s curious too. He doesn’t know that I am. But he often talks to me about how big his ass is or references to how big his dick is. We talk about fucking our girls and about porn all the time and he mentions how big the dudes dicks are in the movie.

One night he came over and the room was hella tense. He kept staring at me while grabbing his dick but I would play it off like I didn’t see him.

Another time we were together and he had changed his clothes. Well he stripped down to his drawls in front of me and was walking around like everything was cool. Which btw he wasnt lying about his dick. Lmao. It actually looked semi-hard too. I noticed him look down at my crouch when I stood up I guess to see if I was hard or not. But I just ignored it.

He’ll do things like make smart comments about beating his dick or me beating mine. We’ll talk about gay niggas etc and have had some convo about if head from a dude is better than a chick although neither of us have done it.

He’ll tell me how much he missed me if we didn’t talk in a min or he’ll reference us going out as a “date”. my dilemma is I don’t know what to do with all of this. He has a girl  and I have a girl too but I often think about sucking him off and letting him bang me out. Did I mention he had a fat ass too.

I don’t want to make a move and regret it and lose a great friend but it seems like he’s dropping clues left and right that he wants to get down……what should I do???

MY ANSWER…

(kinda-nsfw,
18^,
and not for the straights)

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you know steven beck.
he is like a foxhole “attentionista” legend or something.
i don’t even need to remind you.
search.
anyway steven has some cute friends.
my tumblr alerted me to this.
i want to be like him when i “growz” up…
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i’m letting you know now.
when you have good friends,
ones who actually give a fuck about your ass,
please do what you can to hold onto them.
i’m not talking about those friends who will buy you dranks at the bar.
nor the ones who will tell you the latest dirt about someone else.
i’m talking about the ones who have shown and proved.
the ones that when you call,
they will answer you.
the ones who know the real you and don’t care about your flaws.
in this road of self discovery and #comeback i’m on,
i’m learning a lot about myself and how i treat people,
the way i handle situations,
and how i solve them.
i had to wonder…

Am I a good friend?

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this came over my spirit this morning.
well its been on my foxi spirt for a while now.
from straight to gay,
i am really starting to realize some people ain’t shit.
now there are good people out there.
i like to think i’m one of them.
others however always get the ed lover:

in my short time heere on earth,
i can say ive interacted with all kinds of people.
when you work in the entertainment industry,
it’s enhanced by 1,000.
this should speak to someone out there.
others may not “get it”.
not yet anyway,
but they will.
hell you may just be one of the following below…

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i cut my hand open washing a cup earlier.
i must have been washing it too hard or something.
i guess i don’t know my own strength.
see what i did?
all i know is when i saw the blood dripping into the sink,
i just stood there and shook my head.
“what else?”
was i that mad that i broke a cup with my hands?
my day had been a day…

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