We tried to date, but we were so used to being friends that it was awkward. So we decided that Yuri should start exploring the gay world on his own.
"For my first date," he said, "My first real date, I want somebody special. Big."
"What, I'm not big enough for you?"
He laughed and hit me on the shoulder. "You know what I mean. Super big! In Russia we don't have a lot of chernokosnie -- black guys. Have you been with them?"
"How big are they?"
"Well, I can't speak for all black guys, but T, the thug wannabe I dated in West Hollywood, was a Mortadella+."
He grinned. "Great! We will go to Manhattan and find some chernokosnie. Except for my first time I'm a little...um...scared. So for the sex, you will be there too, ok?"
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