The Happy Hour of Doom’s Dick

ARGGGGGGHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!

What a small world this is.
You can’t fuck someone without them knowing someone who knows someone.
This lifestyle had to be so tiny.
So I met up with a Wolf of mine who has been tryna lasso me for quite some time.
He is short, pudgy, and not my speed – BUT, he is still a friend.
We will call him PR since he does public relations for a major publication.

PR asked me to come with him to a Happy Hour’s spot after work.
I agreed since it was a beautiful day in the Concrete Forest.
When I got to the spot, he waved me down from where he was at the bar.
When I walked up to him, to my surprise, he was with someone.

When dude turned around……………

…. it was a dude I have mentioned before.

REWIND

This dude I met off one of the chat sites two years ago.
He wasn’t as feminine as he is now but he was cute and tall.
He was trying to pursue modeling and acting as a career.
He came through with a movie and before we know it, we were all over each other.
I remember he had nice abs that I rubbed my fingers down.
So we go to my room and it was like this nigga was tryna burp me.
We were laying there and he was poking me with his finger and tryna tickle me.
What are we, seven?
After him sensing I was getting an attitude, he pulls down his drawz and pulls out an 8″.
He tries to stick it in, on top, but it was a no go.
He ate me out a little and then laid on his back.
He said he liked it better when the Fox rode him first.
Whatever.
I got on top and guided his dick inside and in about 2 or 3 thrusts, he came.
I had to ask if he was okay because he acted like he put in major work.
Condom was filled like THIS:

“UMMMMMM is that cum?” I asked frustrated.
“Your shit was so fucking tite.”

I was type HEATED because after all that, it was some half assed virgin dick.
He proceeds to tell me he can get hard again….

….IF I PUT ON SOMETHING WITH…. 

BEYONCE!

“Uh, you mean her music or a video….?” I asked.
” Yeah! You got Dream Girls?” He asked.

WHAT??????????
BYE NIGGA BYE!

I packed him up, but he was still tryna stick around.
When he sensed I was kicking him out, all of a sudden he wanted to get feisty.
Picking me up, slamming me against doors, throwing me on the couch,and tryna tongue me down.

“Can I come over later boo?” He asks, IN THE HALLWAY.
“I might be busy.”
“How about tomorrow?”
“I got something to do.”

I finally got him out my building and with a few OD missed calls on his part over the next few weeks,
I hadn’t heard from him again that is UNTIL TODAY.

So he is staring at me like he knows me.
I am avoiding eye contact at all costs.
All I need is to stare at him the way I did when we were on my bed and he’ll be tryna rekindle a frozen flame.

Do you know this muthafucka is PR’s cousin.


“Do I know you?” He asks, all up in my ear.
“I don’t think you do.” I replied, trying to play this off smooth.
“I swear we have met before.”
“Yeah I don’t think so.”

I took my seat next to PR QUICKLY and kept things cool, calm, and collected.
He was trying through subtle body language he was interested.
Dude, you have on what appears to be a shawl.
I’m SUPER GOOD.
We had a few drinks and laughed the evening up about shit other than SHIT.
An hour later, I made up an excuse why I had to dip and I bounced.

Two cousins I am NOT attracted too.
How fun.

Later.

Author: jamari fox

the fox invited to the blogging table.

12 thoughts on “The Happy Hour of Doom’s Dick”

  1. Are you sure he’s a wolf? lolol

    On another note, I re-dayum-fuse to believe all that cum is from one orgasm. Re-fuse.

  2. LOL J…its called living n learning…I still cant believe all that shit is cum…like you guys tryna be the next octo-mom hehe

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