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Hey Jamari!

I recently got out of bed with a married wolf. I eventually grew tired of being second and things went left, but since then I’ve become a recluse. He brought my confidence all the way down. I don’t really go out anymore, I don’t seek relationships or friendships with anyone new, but then he showed up. My manager introduced me to a new coworker, A darker toned handsome mixed guy with a really nice body, . He seemed a bit young so I wasn’t that interested. I know I’m young too, (I’m 21 and he’s 19), but I tend to like women who are younger and men who are older. We didn’t really communicate in the first few months other than the occasional hello or goodbye until one of my coworkers pointed out something to me. He apparently got in his feelings everytime I would cut out conversations short. So I decided to just talk to him. He ended up inviting me to a party with his friends. As soon as we hit the door they started going in on him with gay jokes! He shrugged them off like he was used to them, which is a sad thing for his sexuality to be a joke but… anyway we smoked a bit and started talking. Apparently he was some kind of swimsuit model who didn’t think modeling was his aspiration in life. Took me by surprise since I didn’t think someone of his caliber, just like I thought with the married wolf, would be interested in me. For the first time in a long time someone actually took interest in me. After his buzz set in though he started to get freaky, like Hovering over me, standing with his crotch in my face while I’m sitting or he would start staring reallly hard at me. When I’d return the look he’d just smile. I ignored it, figuring I just couldn’t distinguish being comfortable with someone from someone hitting on me. We kept talking for SIX HOURS STRAIGHT! His friends retired to their bedrooms and went to sleep while we were up talking. Of course the topic came up about sex and he told me he was straight… and a virgin. I feel like I should’ve told him I was bisexual but I didn’t. He kept staring and adjusting himself while we were talking and looking at me to see if I had a reaction. I didn’t really give him one other than a couple half smiles so he calmed down a bit. His eyes were red and he was blowed at this point so I decided to go home. He offered me a place to sleep but I just called a cab and went home with some really mixed feelings, along with some concrete evidence from one of his friends that he’s bi. I don’t want someone airing out my business so I treat others the same. I feel there’s a real connection with him but I don’t want to end up left behind like before. Should I let him know how I feel and risk outing myself?

On a personal note, I really want to thank you Jamari. Your site helped me battle a lot of personal demons I didn’t even know I had until you showed them to me. Airing out some of your most personal thoughts in the hopes of touching at least one person is astounding to say the least. I hope, pray and wish you the best in everything and anything you want to accomplish.

MY ANSWER…

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wolves today…
so i met someone.
don’t cheer just yet…
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unless you are into poop play,
i don’t find this remotely sexy at all.
so i saw the following come down my tumblr timeline.
it’s an ispy that was recorded in a public bathroom…
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i was late the other morning.
so i decided to go a train car closer to my stop’s exit.
as soon as the door opened up to my train,
i was met with the nicest bunz on a handsome hispanic wolf.
he was taller than me and looked like he was had a gym bag.
you could see his arms in his tight hoody.
the sweat pants he was wearing was so tight,
you could see the outline of each cheek.
i had to show the foxhole.
i tried to get video of the bunz in action but it was a no go.
the train was so packed i got this…
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“where are you?”

“i’m out west right now…”

“princess.
seriously…?”

i got no answer after that.
so she went back to him…
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last night at like close to 11pm-ish,
in the middle of a deep cleansing facial,
i was interrupted by the sounds of my phone going off.
a lot.
as much as i wanted it to be “11pm to 3am entertainment”,
it was actually my home vixen.
she wrote this to me…
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