Hello! My attempt at a second story. Hope you all enjoy. As always, comments and suggestions are welcome.
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Sometimes you just have to put yourself out there. You have to take a chance and pray it pays off. For me, that was responding to a threesome post online. My name’s Paul, and I like to think of myself as a bit of a sexual deviant. I like the kinky stuff, the weird fetishes. I do have my limits (pedophilia, skat, piss play) but I’m usually up for trying anything at least once. What better place to fulfill these desires than the Internet? I’ve been browsing sites for a few years, getting off to a combination of things. I have a rather particular order to my browsing; satisfying each of my different “tastes” as I go on. Though, as many of you may know, the effect wears off after a while. A few weeks ago I finally decided that I wanted to move beyond the Internet and try some of this stuff in real life.

So I started searching for meet up sites, signing up and filling out small profiles. I also checked a few sites where people were posting ads, expressing their interests. It was one of these that finally caught my attention. It was a post from a young couple that only lived a half-hour away from me. Their ad said that they were both 25 years old, and had just moved into the area. They were looking for a guy to have a threesome with them, albeit with a few added twists. The guy had to be bi, and had to be into BDSM. They went on to clarify that the BDSM was fairly light, but domination, submission, and restraints were a must.

I guess it’s important to know a little bit about me. I am 21 years old, so them being 25 worked out rather well. I’m in my last year of college, graduating with a degree in Business. I stand at about 5’10, with brown hair and brown eyes. I’m not incredibly attractive but I do all right. I’ve had sex with a few women, but it was completely innocent sex. There was no special sexual fetishes or games, just normal sex. That being said, the first part of their ad had me intrigued.

I’ve always known that I’m bi-curious, but I’m too afraid to act on it. I’ve played with my ass before, and I enjoyed it. I’ve thought about stroking a cock, possibly blowing one, but I always figured those thoughts would stay locked away. It’s something you fantasize about but you know you’ll never actually do in real life. But now I was presented with the perfect opportunity to finally experiment a little.

I responded to their ad, and told them a bit about myself. Over the next few days we chatted some, just finding out a little more information about each other. I learned that the guy’s name was Nick and the girl’s name was Jessica. They both worked at a local hospital, and had just finished getting their master’s degrees. They owned a small house just outside the city, and were looking to entertain a guest. Everything seemed to be going perfectly. They were very friendly, nice, kind, and most importantly; I felt that I could trust them. We finally decided to meet up on Friday, today.

It’s 5 o’clock as I step into the shower, getting ready to leave soon. I proceed to wash myself off, and shave my entire body. Nick said that they both preferred me completely shaven and I am more then happy to oblige. After I finish washing myself, I grab my squeeze bottle to give myself an enema. I am going to be ready for anything this evening. I don’t want to rule anything out. I fill up the squeeze bottle with warm water before pushing it just inside my asshole. I press on the bottle, squirting warm water inside me. After a few seconds, I let the water run out. I rinse my ass off and repeat this 2 more times. After I’m done, I turn off the shower and step out to dry myself. I brush my teeth and get dressed, opting to just wear a simple t-shirt and jeans. I jump into my car, set the gps and hit the road.

As I drive over, my nerves start to get to me. I can’t help but think that something will go wrong. I’ll get locked in a dungeon, tortured and raped for days. I might be taken hostage and ransomed off. I start to think about just turning around. It’s not too late to call the entire thing off. Before I know it, I’m in front of their house pulling into the driveway. I gather up my nerves and step out of the car. I walk up to the front door and ring the bell. After a moment I hear it unlock and Nick is standing at the door, a big smile on his face.

“Hi there, you must be Paul?” he says, reaching out his hand.

My first impression of Nick is quite positive.