Let’s Talk About Friends With Benefit

My mind just drifts off every now and then and I find myself ruminating on various situations and phenomenon that I find quite intriguing(these things could also include money, alcohol, women, and the almighty academics, but what can I say, it’s a hardknock life but YOLO mehn!) and then I stumble on this movie that featured Justin Timberlake and Mila Kunis titled Friends With Benefits and I also remember I watched the other one that carries on the same theme, No Strings Attached which featured Ashton Kutcher and one other chick like this (can’t really remember her name again) and one thing struck me-the recurring theme of FWB-ism that seems to be quite the practice these days. The first time I heard the term Friends With Benefits was in that serial called One Tree Hill, if you haven’t watched it, it’s one long boring sob tale of a group of people who fall in love, fall out of it, cheat on one another, concoct scandals and bamboozle you with moral lessons that are meant to get you thinking about your life!*sigh*I know right? That serial spanned nine seasons! I stopped at the sixth season mehn. It started feeling like I was watching a reality show very much like that IQ dropping one called Keeping Up With The Kardashians. Sweardown that show will make you dumb, you can ask Banky W, he’ll tell you the same thing!
Okay, let us return to the topic at hand, now where was I? Ah yes, Friends With Benefits. You see this issue came into practice to give people the opportunity to eat their cake and have it. Guy meets girl, guy does not want to commit to girl and same goes for the girl but both cannot deny the intense sexual chemistry hovering between the two of them so they come up with a win-win situation, they both get to explore their sexual fantasies and have timeless, no holds barred sex. When one person is in the mood for some action, he calls the other person(the word is bootycall, and yes, more often than not, the girl exercises this power) and they can both say hello to a thrilling ménage-a-trois featuring guy, girl and bed or couch/ office table/carpet/car seat. Whatever surface that is readily accessible mehn. Its sex, when you want it badly, you can have it on a fence rigged with barbed wire without a care in the world. Ko le re body.

The parties involved can choose to be exclusive sexual partners or have an open relationship so far the needs of the other person come first. If one person develops feelings for the other, then it is time to call it quits, after all, the arrangement was purely for ‘benefits’. The problem with this whole charade is the simple underlying fact that we are still, after all, human. We can catch feelings for Africa. In my opinion, It is just not possible to see a person naked a number of times and achieve a level of intimacy that sex entails, and still feel nothing. After a while, you find your thoughts meandering towards that person and then you realize, you want more. You want to have a real date like every other person and you want to explore the possibilities of a real relationship. Sex won’t just cut it anymore. Then comes the hard part, laying all the cards on the table. The guy(the reverse could be the case, I’m just speculating here cos heck, I’m a guy) tells the girl he’s tired of playing games and wants more, the girl says she is not sure if she wants a relationship(girls, always confused) and she needs to clear her head. She feels they had a great time and wonders what sort of weed the guy consumed that made him decide to spoil things. After that things might go downhill from there. Awkward silence, drifting, calls entering into voicemail and all that.Now two things could happen here, the girl could warm up to the guy and give the bloke a chance allowing the birth of a happily ever after relationship, or, the babe could, in simple terms, change it for the guy. He ends up the loser who lost not only a friend but even the benefit he so treasures(trust me when I say this, guys love the benefit a.k.a the cookie).
Being friends with benefits with someone might have its perks but it sure could blow up in your face leaving you with regrets. Here’s a little bit of information though, every guy wants to have that one girl he can have wild sex with and not worry about the baggage of having to mutter those three magical words that open doors. Those words have led men to their doom and countries to war. For those who don’t know what I’m talking about, it’s the three sacred keys to unlocking a woman’s heart- I love you. People, people, people…what do you think? Be friends with benefits or not?