i had an interesting conversation with “cousin confused” today.
he use to be “cousin hybrid”,
but i’ll get into why that’s changed in a few.
so he called me at like 1:30pm.
i thought something was wrong or someone was dead.
a force of habit.
he wanted to talk about something,
but we ended up talking for a few hours…
folks really like to invite nonsense into their lives…
gay relations can be different than straight ones.
we move a lot differently in relationships,
even though with many situations,
it can still have the same outcome.
we are still humans like our hetero counterparts,
so some shit might not fly.
so a foxholer sent me the following and asked me my thoughts…
Continue reading “i want my manz to take some weekends to have sex with whoever he wants”
there is a few things that turn me on with wolves.
you know a boucin’ pecs drives me crazy.
strong hands get to me.
i imagine them palming my whole tail.
a nice tail to hold onto while he is thrusting into me>>>
this tho… Continue reading “I’ll Take An Order of “Check That Asshole/Get This Booty Later””
some folks get mad when i say i like labels.
labels as in being defined in being pleased sexually.
we’d all be drinking bleach and eating rat poison.
we got some out here eating tide pods so…
i had an interesting conversation with an older snow wolf-turned-fox today.
he is discreet,
and needed to talk about something that went down.
a “in the life” type of conversation.
he was telling me about how he got his heart broken recently,
but he recognized how it was his fault…
i hate fox shaming.
it’s so funny when i see it within the community.
for every dick,
there is a hole that needs to be fucked.
i’m just saying.
so ya’ll know i love me some uncle charla.
i value his opinions on things within “the breakfast club”.
i read his book and i love “the brilliant idiots”.
he tweeted today about the quincy jones/marlon brando expose.
Continue reading “Charlamagne Thinks Marlon Brando Bended For Black Dick”
i haven’t felt this way,
it feels good to be in control of my narrative.
to be comfortable in my fur.
i’ve always been too excited when a wolf comes into my life.
when it doesn’t work out,
or i misconstrued what the motives are,
i’m pulled down into the deep depths of depression.
not so much.
so i met up with a wolf on friday…