That dusty ass nigga messed it up for errbody. It’s over for you one pic sendin’ ass niggas!!
I need to verify the pic is you, CURRENTLY and not 85 lbs ago.
Cont’d
I step in front of him put my hand to his chest and tell him “you not leaving until I find my phone!!!”
He gon say “don’t touch me”.
My response was simple: I got close and whispered in his ear
“Imma do a lot more than touch you! If you try to leave without my phone in my hand, I promise you imma rearrange ya fuckin face and this hotel will have to call the police. I’m honestly ten seconds away from hurtin you!”
His fat, ugly, out of shape ass wasn’t gon out-run me! 🤷🏽♂️🤷🏽♂️🤷🏽♂️
He looks me in my eyes and says “HERE!”
Takes the phone out his back pocket and hands it to me.
I was so relieved I ain’t hit him but I followed him out while he kept walkin and told him …nvm yall don’t need to know what I said cause I haven’t been that made and afraid of what I was about to do to someone in over a decade. So I ain’t even gon repeat what I said. But know if I ever see this nigga again in life I KNOW it’s gon PISS ME OFF
So if you ever in downtown Nashville. Be wary of a dude who sends some nice fat ass pics and has no pic or age on his profile and claims to be DL! He def don’t want me to find him again. I’m on the plane home and STILL PISSED!
THE END!
Story time…picture it…Nashville, TN …Monday, June 1, 2026, my hotel room.
I’m feeling a little freaky so I open up the Blender (what me and my friends call Grindr). I’m having normal conversations with dudes, nothin too crazy. I’m selective af so nobody is catching my attention.
Random dude messages me, and send me a face pic and says all the right things, sends me ass pics, etc. Everything is looking RIGHT! At the same time I’m talking to this dude about 2000 feet away in a hotel, but there for a work conference. He’s 🔥🔥🔥. Dope smile, nice dick, nice ass. My type. Long story short we set up this lil threesome thang.
Dude at the conference says he gets out at noon so we should start and he will come right after.
Dude who had sent the pics wants to come a little earlier. He had sent ass pics where I saw some of his body but I always ask questions to be sure. You ain’t gotta answer the questions but we also don’t have to link. So I ask him…”you a slim dude?” He acted like he didn’t understand the question so me being me, I said “I just wanna know how to handle you” (I put it that way cause I don’t wanna be offensive to my bigger gay bros but it’s just not my thing).
His response…”yea I’m 160, 5’9”. “
I’m like…”BET”.
So we talkin, he goes to the wrong hotel in the same parking lot but ends up getting to mine. Now; I had given him the room number already and I had just left the gym and showered, so I’m on the bed but no pants on cause we gon take em off anyway and I left the door open so he can come in on some freak shit. Porno scene type shiii…
I hear the door open, he shuts it behind him (cause those were the directions he was given). Walks up to me and I see dude is NOT the nigga in the pic. He goes to put his mouth on my dick and I say “Hollup!!! That’s you in the pic?
He gon say …”yea my hair is a lil different but that’s me”. I said “nah dude, it can’t be. Take ya shirt off”. He starts to take it off, and as he lifts up his shirt it’s the sloppiest shit I’ve seen in a minute in person. OUT OF SHAPE LYIN’ ASS CATFISHIN ASS NIGGA!!
I tell him “you gotta go bruh”! And he says , “damn I really wanted to feel that dick”. I’m still being nice and I’m sayin sorry you just not my type but u gotta go. And here’s where I FUCKED UP!
I go to the door to open it to let him out on some Blanche Devereaux type shit and he getting his jacket off the floor but taking a little too long at my night stand. So l let him out and I go back and notice MY FUCKIN PHONE IS GONE!!!
I run out the door and forget I ain’t got no pants on. I catch the door before I get locked out, grab my cards (cause my ID is in there and hopefully a room key). I snatch shorts out my suitcase and run with nothing on my feet to the elevator and like a scary movie I stop the elevator door from closing and tell this nigga “run me ma phone”.
He gon say “I don’t have ur phone”. But he still lookin like he saw a ghost so I press him on it. He like “you want me to call it”. I say yea but remember it was on vibrate. I pat a couple pockets but now I’m playin with my own head thinking I put it on another nightstand or sumn. But I KNOW this nigga got ma phone. I can’t ping it or nothin cause I took my watch off.
So we get off the elevator and I see ma boy (we on a boys trip and they don’t know about me) but he walkin out the front door I’m prayin his ass don’t turn around. Then I tell dude to come wit me to the desk while I get another key and we check the room TOGETHER!! He starts walking to a chair in the lobby that’s near the door and says “imma sit right here”. I stand there and the way this nigga is nervous I KNOW he got my phone. I say “get up and walk wit me to this desk” and the way I said it he knew his life was about to change if he didn’t.
So I’m walkin to the desk and he starts to veer toward the door. So now I realize I may have to hurt this 🥷 and spend a night in jail.
Story time!!
Ok I really am one of the nicest guys around. I don’t talk about people, I don’t degrade people; I try and lift people up the best I can!
I know how hard confidence and self esteem can be so I try my hardest to just be KIND!
BUT I’M ABOUT TO FLAME THIS BITCH!!!