We both had a little experience, and while he was more experienced than me neither of us had found what we were seeking. We only exchanged face and dick pics once. We both thought the same about one another. Your average decent looking guy with an average to slightly larger than average white man's circumcised cock. We only ever chatted about what we wanted from a FWB relationship. Only sexual activities, no romance, no kissing. We're both closeted bi guys and it'd be rare for strangers to guess we were bi; another reason we were a good match.
We decided to meet at a bar with the intent that we would try to find women to hit on and if neither of us had any luck, we'd get some more liquid courage on the way back to my place. The entire time at the bar we manage to have a few drinks and end up doing the normal getting to know someone talk about work and hobbies, etc. until we see a few attractive women throughout our conversation and while we both make remarks of naughty things we'd like to do to them we never make any efforts to speak to them. Instead, it allowed a way for us to further talk about what we liked sexually. This went on until the bar was gonna be closing soon. We were both pretty full of liquid courage and with all the conversations we had been getting hard all night. We had planned on getting some more beers on the way to my place but we were both so nervous we were more interested in getting back and smoking some herb.