So yestersday…

I was having another interesting conversation with Mister J through font. He was having one of his usual bad days and needed some text therapy from me.

“Where are you?” – He asked.
“Work, why wassup?”
“I’m having a bad day and I need someone to talk too.”

Okay. I’m never one to turn down a friend in need so I started to font with him. He went on about how he is lonely, he gave some female his info and she never hit him back after a week, and how he feels like no one cares about him.

“Are you saying I don’t care? Because I can go back to doing my paperwork.” I said, wondering where this was going.
“You don’t love me nigga PAUSE.”
“Yeah I actually hate you. You cracked the code.”
“Well you can’t hate me because you never chilled with me. Back then, I thought you were stuck up, cocky, and gay.”

What?
So I had to go in…because he probably thought I wouldn’t….

“Funny, I thought you were stuck up, gay, a man whore, ass kisser, and just straight up unfriendly.”

“You pre-judged me before you got to know me. That is a hate crime.”

Is he serious with that? Come on dude… He is obviously smoking crack or off his meds.

So I guess what I said affected him because a barrage of sad smiley faces came my way as the conversation went on. I obviously struck some nerve when I replied what I did.

So as the self help convo went on, I started finding myself getting bored. I was in a three way text conversation with him and this dude I met off an online site who wanted to taste the goodies. I was getting wrapped up in the better convo when I saw….

“I think Ima just end it all. Ima put this noose around my neck and jump”

…With a crying smiley next to it.

I rolled my eyes HARD. I felt it was an attention getting ploy. I was getting turned on by ol dude and my responses to Mister J were turning out very one wordish.

“Don’t do nothing stupid or I’m going to come over there and punch you in the mouth.” – I replied, tryna see where this was about to go.

I got no response. I called when I left work and still no response. I called and texted when I got in the house and still silent. I went and took a nap because I was frustrated with him at that point. Everyday he is having an emotional breakdown and as much as I give him proper Fox knowledge, he is still acting like he is a giant baby.

He texted me at 11 something with:

“I was having a bad day and needed some time. I’m just going through some issues.”
“Well I’m glad you are alive but you pissed me the fuck off. I’m going to bed.”

I got a reply:

“Night”

… A few minutes later.

He needs to be put on time out. I will not be speaking to him for a while. He let me see that he needs attention at all times and is very dependent. I would not have thought that was the inner turmoil he was facing from the facade he put up back in the day.

I couldn’t date his ass, I’m sorry.

Fuck him, yeah we can get it in. But DATE?

U must be crazy.

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One of my biggest fantasies if to fuck with a fraternity dude.

I am watching a favorite in gay entertainment, Stomp The Yard, and I must say I am overwhelmed in all this testosterone. I watched it before but for whatever reason today…. It must be the wine. Even though, I know someone who worked behind the scenes of this movie, who revealed some things about some of the dudes in/around the movie.

Let’s just say, I would sucking on cocksicles daily.

I mean, you guys saw the mountain scene!!! WHAT!!!! Columbus Short was not bad looking in this movie either.

The chest + the voice + Jamari Fox – Megan Good = NC-17 rating.

I have talked to two frat bois in my entire exsistence, but it was online. I didn’t exactly get to step on the meat. One was a Que and he was in Vegas. He was pretty damn fine and as D/L as he wanted to be. I knew he would have threw it pon’ me! He wanted to fuck with me while maintaining a relationship with his college sweetheart. I may have considered…..

The other was a Kappa….

(I have heard Kappas are the main ones who usually get down. Shout out to all the Kappas reading. U know how to find me.)

It was all good with my discreet Kappa, but he is still hooked up on his man. The window opened and we became friends.

But, I have a taste for some Frat meat. I need to meet someone who goes to a HBCU so I can come visit and they show me around. Or, I meet one who lives in The Concrete Forest and we can live out my fantasies.

Any of my readers ever messed with a frat boi?????????? If so, I would love to hear all the dirty details. Leave me a comment.

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….inserts a finger in my booty hole. He fingers me slowly. His mouth clamps onto my neck. He starts sucking.

He takes his other hand and places it around my dick. He jerks me off slowly.

“Damn.” I whisper.

He flips me around so I can view the present that was waiting for me….

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