scared you with that title, huh?
no, not me.
the enemies of the foxhole…
or are they are they really lost souls in need of the foxhole?
i never got it or understood it really.
i was asking star fox today why do people do this?
he couldn’t answer my question.
so maybe i can ask you…

Why is he saying “fuck him“….

….when he really thinking “damn, i want to fuck him”?

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it’s all in his body.
his amazing muscular/toned body.
he is a modern day greek god.
he spends hours a day working out and sculpting that absolute perfection.
in his pictures online, he is always giving you a pure bred “WOLF“.
you would not think otherwise.
he has the poses down and the look on “i’m fucking you so hard tonight“.
the way he rocks a fitted and sags his jeans makes you think he should be doing a duet with drake or meek mill.
he has a thousand foxes, jackals, and hyenas lusting after him in his online pictures.
the thirst is definitely real.

but in some twist of fate, you see him in person.
you instantly get brick.
he walks up to you,
or you observe him from afar,
and then this flies out his mouth:

Don’t you hate thatttttttttttt?

Continue reading “That Wolf Is Really The Sexy Girlfriend” →

11:00opm.

we been laid up in this w hotel all day.
he wants to go get something to eat.
i’m still horny, so he should eat me out again.
i could go with another dose of that tongue.
i’m so bad.

i watch him climb off on me.
sweaty.
another intense fuck.
i don’t know what it is about this dude.
i really enjoy the dick he gives me.
he is everything i lusted after when i was a nobody.
his body is a work of art.
he would be the type that looks stuck up at industry events.
you knew he was an artist of some sort.
he’s trying to get put on.
he looks like he has an attitude, when he is really in his own world.
that is, until i told him what i did…..

Continue reading “Fuckin’ 4 Tracks” →

as much as i love a taller wolf,
nothing wrong with my short wolves.

first of all, there is the that napoleon complex.
i met a short wolf that damn near tried to turn me out.
for a little man, he had a big mouth so i would have let him.

then, there is the body.
they always tend to fill out better.
is it me or do most shorter wolves come standard with a fat ass.

sadly, sometimes smaller pipes.
i see where the napoleon complex comes in at.

check the following foxxx…

Continue reading “Something About The Short Wolves Equal “Put In Work”…” →

they say everything in life has a price tag.
to get premium quality, we must pay for it.
you cannot walk into LV and ask to get one of their products for free.
just on the strength that you carrying it brings promotion for their store.
you will probably have a boot print on your ass.

nope.
you have to pay.
does that same thing apply to humans in this lifestyle?
you go online and the wolf of your dreams has a price tag attached to his dick.
these older foxes are even paying younger wolves for dick + companionship.
don’t even think about getting high in your career.
more than likely, wolves will be attracted to you for your connections/wallet.
i often wondered if we are always paying for something?
just like how we demand dinner, a movie, and a ride in a maybach.
are wolves now demanding a payment for pipe?

I started to wonder…

Do we usually have to pay in some way for someone we are attracted to?

Continue reading “I’ll Give You Throat for 800, but It’ll Cost 1 Stack To Pipe Me. Deal?” →

do you know when you are looking like an idiot?
i mean, we all know at some point when we are fucking up.
we let someone in our lives and that person becomes our “all”,
we lose our focus and end up in a very dark place.
we stop calling our friends.
family becomes pushed to the side.
everything becomes about “him”.
we start being him.
we start to lose ourselves.
we don’t even realize he is trying to play us.
you think you are doing good,
but this mofo was the worst thing to come in your life.
do you really know when you have completely gone from “doing well“…
to “damn homie! you was the man homie…!”?
i started to wonder…

Can some dick/cheeks really be bad for you?

Continue reading “I Turned Him Out With Good Food, Good Sex, Good Talk… and He Bought Me A House.” →