2Untamed

          I woke up that beautiful Friday morning feeling refreshed because of what I’d discovered the night before. One of my employees made the ultimate mistake of filming himself masturbating in a company truck multiple times and selling the videos using his premium Snapchat account. For any other employee, I would have given a warning but not for Anthony Scott. For the past two years, I’d had the displeasure of being Anthony’s boss at U-Haul and I endured a lot of shit from him in those two years. He showed me absolutely no respect because I’m gay and even though I’d long wanted to fire him, the district manager was his girlfriend’s uncle. My complaints about him often went ignored because of shitty nepotism.

          “You’re in a good mood this morning,” said my roommate and best friend Percy as he entered our kitchen. “I guess you’re ready to say goodbye to U-Haul, huh?”

          “You just don’t know,” I said while pouring some coffee into my thermos. “I love the fact that no one knows it’s my last day except the district manager. It’s perfect that no one at the facility knows.”

          “Hmm, if I didn’t know any better, I’d say you were up to something. What’s going on, Wade?”

          “I’m just looking forward to this entire day. I’m looking forward to next Monday, too. I can’t believe I got a management job in the Department of Revenue. I’m getting government benefits, bitch!”

          “You need to hook me up. Shit, I graduated from the same college as you at the same time as you. I need to be making $39.50 per hour, too.”

          “I can get you in my department in a few months but I don’t know about a management position. Bitch, you know you be trippin’. I can’t have you beating the shit out of your assistant because your coffee isn’t hot enough.”

          He laughed and said, “I do trip. I’m not gonna lie. But sometimes people do push you to check them or even put hands on them.”

          “Period!” I laughed as I grabbed my things to leave. “I’ll see you later when I’m no longer the manager of a fucking U-Haul facility.”

          “Put in them final eight hours, honey! Get yo check, boo.”

          Before leaving, I turned back and asked him, “Hey, can you send me the info on that Airbnb we used for that weekend sex party last year? I am up to something, bitch!”

          He laughed again and exclaimed, “I’ll text it to you, ho!”

                                             Me (Wade Pruitt)

          “Thanks, best friend.” I blew him an air kiss and then headed out the door to start what would become the best day I’d had in a while.

          Working at U-Haul wasn’t the worst and I did make the most money since I managed the facility; however, the job was annoying and I was fed up being kept in a box by the district manager. I wanted to fire Anthony the first time he disrespected me by ignoring a request I’d made. I knew by the way he looked at me and talked to me that he was homophobic and I didn’t want someone like that working for me. But every time I brought up my issues with him to the higherups, his girlfriend’s raggedy ass uncle would practically put his dusty loafers on my neck. When it came to my feud with Anthony, I didn’t start the fire; but I damn sure wanted his ass to eventually get burned. The moment I made it to my office that morning, I used the intercom system to call him to my office from his truck. While I waited for him to arrive, I looked at a video he’d recently put up on his Twitter account.

                                               Anthony Scott

           I lost my virginity on a stormy night in early autumn. It was near the middle of my first semester at Calhoun University and I can honestly say the timing was right. There was a combination of reasons why I hadn’t had sex before age nineteen but the prominent reason was timing. I had quite a few opportunities in high school but the timing was never right or I missed signs that I didn’t know at the time were signs. I literally met the guy I would lose my virginity to at freshman orientation.

           He walked up to me and said, “You’re the only black dude here who hasn’t given me weird looks.”

           I smiled and introduced myself and we ended up doing the rest of orientation together. His name was Jabari Davis and he was funny and cute and just cool to be around. When I learned we would be staying on the same floor of the same dorm hall, I got a little geeked but I put up a front and was blasé about it. After orientation when I was back home, he sent me a friend request on Facebook and that was the beginning of it all. That led to us exchanging numbers and texting and talking all the time all the way until move-in day. He gave me a hug in front of my family on move-in day and had my overprotective brothers ready to jump him!

           So, we’re deep into our first semester and we’re like new best friends doing everything together. We were literally scheduling our daily routines around our friendship and I didn’t even notice it at the time. I felt as though we were becoming more than friends but I wasn’t sure if Jabari was feeling that way for a while. It wasn’t until he began being blatantly affectionate that I knew for sure he was into other guys. I’d had gay friendly straight friends before and even some who were touchy-feely type guys, but he was different. No matter where we were, this boy would put an arm around me or hug me. Anytime I ran into a guy I knew from a class or a guy I’d become friends with on-campus and Jabari was around, he’d either get jealous or he’d keep asking me how I felt about the guy.

           The biggest confirmation came the night we actually had sex. There was a thunderstorm wreaking havoc that night and most of us were in our dorm rooms studying because midterms were like less than two weeks away. My roommate Gavin was busy on his laptop with his headphones plugged in listening to loud rock music and I was taking a break from studying and being silly as usual, taking selfies and texting friends.

                                           Me (Brayden Campbell)

           So, I get this notification saying Jabari had just posted a video to his Facebook wall. The caption said he’d just got back from the gym and the video was him in the bathroom shirtless. Naturally, my hormones took over and I liked the video without any hesitation. I watched it quite a few times and got turned on more and more each time I watched it. He licked his lips in the video the same way he always did whenever we were talking face to face. His body looked sexy as usual and I noticed his dick print as I always did whenever he wore gym shorts or sweatpants or pajama bottoms.

                                                Jabari Davis

           Not long after I liked the video, he sent me a text asking me what I was up to. I sent him one of my selfies and replied that I was just having fun and waiting out the storm. Immediately, he sent me another text telling me to come to his room. I did have a feeling something was different that night but I wasn’t nervous at all at that point. I slid on my slippers, grabbed my keys, and left my room and headed up the hall to his. He had the door propped open so I just went in.

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          I woke up that beautiful Friday morning feeling refreshed because of what I’d discovered the night before. One of my employees made the ultimate mistake of filming himself masturbating in a company truck multiple times and selling the videos using his premium Snapchat account. For any other employee, I would have given a warning but not for Anthony Scott. For the past two years, I’d had the displeasure of being Anthony’s boss at U-Haul and I endured a lot of shit from him in those two years. He showed me absolutely no respect because I’m gay and even though I’d long wanted to fire him, the district manager was his girlfriend’s uncle. My complaints about him often went ignored because of shitty nepotism.

          “You’re in a good mood this morning,” said my roommate and best friend Percy as he entered our kitchen. “I guess you’re ready to say goodbye to U-Haul, huh?”

          “You just don’t know,” I said while pouring some coffee into my thermos. “I love the fact that no one knows it’s my last day except the district manager. It’s perfect that no one at the facility knows.”

          “Hmm, if I didn’t know any better, I’d say you were up to something. What’s going on, Wade?”

          “I’m just looking forward to this entire day. I’m looking forward to next Monday, too. I can’t believe I got a management job in the Department of Revenue. I’m getting government benefits, bitch!”

          “You need to hook me up. Shit, I graduated from the same college as you at the same time as you. I need to be making $39.50 per hour, too.”

          “I can get you in my department in a few months but I don’t know about a management position. Bitch, you know you be trippin’. I can’t have you beating the shit out of your assistant because your coffee isn’t hot enough.”

          He laughed and said, “I do trip. I’m not gonna lie. But sometimes people do push you to check them or even put hands on them.”

          “Period!” I laughed as I grabbed my things to leave. “I’ll see you later when I’m no longer the manager of a fucking U-Haul facility.”

          “Put in them final eight hours, honey! Get yo check, boo.”

          Before leaving, I turned back and asked him, “Hey, can you send me the info on that Airbnb we used for that weekend sex party last year? I am up to something, bitch!”

          He laughed again and exclaimed, “I’ll text it to you, ho!”

                                             Me (Wade Pruitt)

          “Thanks, best friend.” I blew him an air kiss and then headed out the door to start what would become the best day I’d had in a while.

          Working at U-Haul wasn’t the worst and I did make the most money since I managed the facility; however, the job was annoying and I was fed up being kept in a box by the district manager. I wanted to fire Anthony the first time he disrespected me by ignoring a request I’d made. I knew by the way he looked at me and talked to me that he was homophobic and I didn’t want someone like that working for me. But every time I brought up my issues with him to the higherups, his girlfriend’s raggedy ass uncle would practically put his dusty loafers on my neck. When it came to my feud with Anthony, I didn’t start the fire; but I damn sure wanted his ass to eventually get burned. The moment I made it to my office that morning, I used the intercom system to call him to my office from his truck. While I waited for him to arrive, I looked at a video he’d recently put up on his Twitter account.

                                               Anthony Scott

NFL superstars, JARVIS LANDRY and ODELL BECKHAM JR.

a budding bromance since their late teenage/very early adult years.

you see that Jarvis has even begun to wear his hair to mirror Odell’s original style.

you can tell that Jarvis very much cares about Odell. 

it’s a brotherhood.

written all over Jarvis’ face & smile each time they see one another & embrace.

BEFORE THEY WERE NFL STARS & walking industry event red carpets...

praying together before a season opener. 

sexy, basketball stud, IMAN ASANTE SHUMPERT, lends his athletic skills to the NBA’s Sacramento Kings.

this man’s sex appeal is so organic and intensified by the fact that he comes across very humble and at ease about this newfound fame. his infectious smile makes him all the more handsome, and for some…his height seals the deal.

and off the court, Iman stands as half of one of the industry’s youngest couples, Teyana & Iman – “The Shumpert’s”

what i love so very much about Iman is the fact that he appears to be extremely confident in his masculinity. he attends balls and other LGBT events alongside Teyana. he is very fluid in his mocking of her gay lingo and engaging in other non traditional, alpha male antics. 

Iman is not only a powerful, 6′5 athlete, but he also presents himself as a doting father to baby Junie, as well as a loyal and committed romantic partner.

there are very few images that are more attractive than a man who stands beside his woman and protects the sanctity of their relationship and overall family unit.