​i don’t get the big difference between straight and gay wolves.
i really don’t.
both can be emotionally detached,
lookin’ for companionship in the wrong places,
and can have a nasty habit of stickin’ everything that moves.
so the disgust i see about our life kinda leaves me baffled.
they do it,
but just in a way that’s more “acceptable”.
or is it?…
Continue reading “You Ain’t No Man” →

so i had an “aha” moment laying in the bed last night.
i was thinking heavy about the #beingmaryjane episode.
it was actually about “the curious” we meet as we navigate in our forests…
Continue reading “The “Aha” Moment About The Curious” →

…are ya?
​your parents.
aren’t they scary?
i know for some of us,
the thought of telling them we like men makes you break out in hives.
after watching that episode of “being mary jane” last night,
i did not see that twist coming…
Continue reading “Your Parents May Know You Like Boys” →

in this life,
we have three options:

find a potential
find a potential for right now
die alone

added: dressing nice and never trying to catch any diseases.
we encounter many wolves,
foxes,
and hybrids.
some out.
some “straight”.
some curious.
its like we spend our days putting our lives to the side for “someone”.
it can leave many of us emotionally drained,
exhausted,
and not feeling worth anything.
in looking back in my life,
i can see i have always chased wolves.
i wanted this big bad wolf to be the cure of what i’m lacking within.
many times,
in the feelings of frustration and loneliness,
i have felt half crazy.
asking myself what the hell am i even doing this for?
and will i be alone for the rest of my life?
i can see why many of “us” either go insane,
become unapologetic thots,
or go “straight” and live a lie for companionship.
i had to wonder…

Can this life make you crazy?…

Continue reading “They Say Crazy Sex Is Better Anyway” →

everyone likes a good piece of gossip.
don’t act like you don’t.
i know i do.
i ain’t gotta lie.
i’m a sucker for the “such and such gets down” gossip.
also the: “he is d/l and he fucked me so good my toes curled”.
guilty as charged.
for those of us who put online dating on hiatus,
the new way we try and meet potentials is through “the fox wire”.

the fox wire (n): an amazing confidential place where members of the foxhole trade information

we hear about “such and such” being a wolf,
how his pipe rattled a rib cage,
and all the other dirt to make us go buy a couple bottles of fleet.
is this the new way to date?
i had to wonder…

Is “word or mouth” the new informational highway?

Continue reading “The Rumor Is He Gets Down (and I’m Trying To Get Some)” →

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”)…
Continue reading “Get On Your Knees (U Ain’t Lickin’ Dis Then U Ain’t Stickin’ Dis)” →