Friends with Benefits By Archers Curve [archerscurve@gmail.com]
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Chapter 1
It was Sunday December 14, 1986. A buddy and I were at the West Farms Mall trying to do some Christmas shopping. We decided since we were near Hartford we should check out a gay bar that had quarter a beer Sundays. The place was packed and huge. If I can remember correctly there were 4 or 5 separate rooms. We had to laugh, that first time we were here we both ran into guys we had gone out with before. If fact one of them was asking my buddy for the watch he left at his condo. He said he never saw it, that the dog must have eaten it. Meanwhile I'm wearing the watch, I'm getting ready to take it off, and I was given the look that if you do you're dead. I'm already thinking this night is starting out bad. The beer taste like shit but what do you want for a quarter. The music sucks. This little drama queen that I tricked with a few times won't leave me alone and is ready to cry. I'm at the point where I'm ready to tell him act like a man, that's what I get for going after 24 year olds, but he did have a fine ass. I find the pool room where it is less crowded, brighter, and not as loud. I lite up a Camel; you use to be able to smoke in bars at that time. This guy comes up to me out of nowhere and asks for a lite. He's also smoking Camels. I'm Nick 6' 175lbs brown hair blue eyes. He introduces himself as Derrick; he's maybe 5'10" 175lbs brown hair big brown eyes. We find out we are both Italian Catholics. Come to find out I live in Orange and he lives in Milford which are basically next to one another. He's there by himself and I said I have friend floating around somewhere that I'm with. We played a game or two of pool, and talked about how the beer and music sucked. He also said this was his 2nd time here, he had come during the summer and it wasn't bad. Derrick suggested we go out and get some air and have a smoke he is also a fan of cold weather like me. My buddy by that time was playing pool and I said I would be around.
Now we are outside and talking and Derrick says let's go get my lighter out of my vehicle. We kissed a few times and it was good, to be honest guys, that is what makes it and breaks it with me, if you don't know how to kiss you are history. I'm handsy I've been told, but eh that's me, but I found out later he liked that. So we come to this car and it is a minivan, now I'm thinking I'm 27 coming on 28 fast. How the fuck old is this guy? Is he married? Divorced? A Dad? I'm thinking of course, this whole night sucks why should this be any different. But I was so very wrong. Turns out he is single, he has a truck, but let his Dad borrow it and this was his Mom's minivan. There was plenty of room in that van to fool around, I think we were out there for a while but long enough for both of us to get off. He wanted to get fucked but without any lube or rubbers it didn't happen. There was plenty of room to 69; we are both cut and about 7 and half inches. But I have low hangers and he doesn't. We were both hoping my Buddy had hooked up but he was waiting for me. We exchanged phone numbers, don't forget no cells or even think beepers then. We had made plans to see each other on Christmas Eve or Christmas. But definitely he wanted to ring in 1987 fucking!! Which was perfect with me. The jobs we both had were time consuming with it being the last quarter of the year but we would be off for 10 days.
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