Sunday, April 24, 2011

ass and dick were spotted (Pieces' April underwear party)

I knew it was going to be a hell of a weekend when my Facebook calendar told me I had two underwear parties to attend.

Friday, I raced home from the office for a disco nap before I dinner with RomaRomaMan, an Italian gentleman whom I'd met at DR!P the Tuesday before. He was really excited about this Korean spot in SoHo that his friends had taken him to the night before. If only he could remember where it was...

We actually didn't have too much trouble finding it, and RomaRomaMan even took over the grilling of my chicken when I was paranoid about it being raw raw ra-a-aw in the middle (you find me an American man would do that unprompted). I think we really bonded.

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So after a long dinner with some less-than-casual conversation, we walked back to pick up Sphinx around 11:30 before heading to Pieces around midnight.

RomaRomaMan had already stated that he wasn't stripping down. Sphinx was down to her skivvies before I could unbuckle my belt. Once again, getting RRM to show his defined, furry chest really didn't take much convincing.

The Crew plus some New had taken over the section behind the pool table, all displaying various states of inebriation and undress. I also ran into Justin_Jboogie, an NYC blogger who was carting around a bear couple he knew from LA. I did some brief intros, but RomaRomaMan mostly kept to himself. Sphinx, however, did not hesitate to indicate his interest in Blank, our black, mid-20s friend whom we don't see too often because she's wifed up in Brooklyn. Blank indulged Sphinx for a rather long while, but I knew how committed he was to his boyfriend.

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Did I mention that one night a year and a half ago I'd managed to convince Blank to come uptown with me to No Parking? She wanted to shed her button-down and jacket to show off the tank top she had underneath, so I let her stash them at my nearby apt. I'd finally remembered to bring them to give back to her that night.

Blank: "Your friend I was talking to... I recognize her from Adam4Adam."

I went back to chatting with Justin_Jboogie. That's when I saw Blink was by the pool table making out with a TSWB that we'd met a few weeks ago. Then the two of them attacked a couple of other TSWB bystanders. There were 5 guys involved at one point! Both ass and dick were spotted (and I may or may not have pictures of the situation on my phone). This is what happens when you give gay boys free alcohol for stripping down. Wildcard indeed.


When I returned to check on a shirtless, contently dancing RomaRomaMan, I saw a white guy getting very flirty with Blank.

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After dancing with RRM for a bit, I looked around and didn't see Blank. I was kind of pissed because I told her not to leave without her clothes that I'd been holding for over a year. I brought this up to a friend who told me she was in the back room.





You may not remember my first experience with the back room at Pieces, but it's really not a place where I've spent much time (no judgments, though). I took a deep breath, pulled back the curtain and pushed open the door. Of course, Blank and the white guy were the only interracial action first couple I picked out.

I panicked. I really wasn't prepared to see what it was that I saw. I mean, back in her ho-la-days, it'd be just another weekend, but the sight that I saw stopped me in my tracks. I had to step back outside to compose myself.

After about 3 seconds, I walked back in, approached the bench where she was (ahem) sitting, tapped her on the shoulder and said, "Hey, I don't want you to forget your clothes that I brought. Just make sure to find me before you leave." And with a smile and a wink, I spun on my heel and skipped out of the dark room.

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I don't know how everything ended with that boy, but the next time I saw Blank, she was chatting up an otter who was quite cute (from across the room). I went over to go fuck with Blank about the dark room incident, but as I approached, I noticed things getting kind of intense with the otter. Blank started yelling and pushed the guy.

That's when I grabbed Blank and pulled him over to the other side of the bar.

Blank: "That motherfuker."
Me: "Hey, let's go get a drink at another bar. My treat. RomaRomaMa?"
RRM: "Yes, where should we go?"
Blank (composing herself): "No. I'm fine. Plus this bartender knows how to make my drink quite nicely."
Me: "You sure that's a good idea?"
Blank: "I'm staying. But thank you."
Me: "So... What was that?"
Blank: "That was my ex. Well, I say ex, but it was like 3 weeks. 3 weeks of some of the best dick I've ever had... Shut up, 'cause I know you're gonna say something. Anyway, he got way too close way too fast, so I had to end it. Then tonight, I was trying to be civil, and he was trying to rehash some old shit."
Me: "Okay. Well if you're alright, RomaRomaMan and I are gonna go. Let me get my bag from clothes check, and I'll give you your clothes."

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RomaRomaMan and I decompressed as we ambled down to Manatus for breakfast food to sober us up. Did I mention that food only accelerated the passing-out-before-anything-happened process? Did I also mention that he didn't let me leave that loft til 3 the next afternoon (and I never sleep very late on the weekend)? Yeah.

Click here to check out what happened at my first Pieces underwear party.

Pieces hosts an underwear party every 2nd Friday. Check out their calendar for other parties.

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