One of my friends sent me a real story of one of his first kink experiences. It opened up his eyes and allowed him to feel more comfortable exploring other kinks. Check it out and post what you think, he’s interested in finding out.
I’m 24 and its 1996. I was going to rural school in the Pacific Northwest and there was a distinct shortage of sex opportunities. Thankfully there was the internet, even though it was just beginning.
I started a conversation with a guy who lived in a town in Oregon. He was older, late 50s if memory serves, but he had a handsome face and he assured me he kept good care of himself. (I was a bit pickier about body shapes at that time, having never even heard of “bear” before) After a couple of months of chatting, we agreed to meet. I’d drive down to Medford and if things went well we’d have some fun. After taking the necessary safety precautions for meeting someone at their place after only knowing them online, I set up the date.
I left early on a Saturday morning. The drive down was uneventful and fast – though I have to admit being a little motivated towards speeding a bit. I pulled into his driveway and have to admit I was impressed. He had a nice place – not palatial, but decently sized and well maintained and it had a great view of the Rogue River. There was an outbuilding with a military Hummer out front. I pulled up, turned off the engine and braced myself – first meetings can be awkward and you never know how honest folks will be online.
From behind the outbuilding walked a man – tall, but not overly so. Just shy of 6′ I think. He was in army camos and sported a high and tight salt & pepper buzzcut and looked to be in excellent physical shape. He smiled, which softened his features and turned me on – we shook hands in greeting.
Now prior to that day I’d never really done anything truly adventurous sexually. I enjoyed vanilla sex and never really thought about doing anything more aside from a passing fantasy or two. Well, we had agreed to a set of activities and he asked if I liked what I saw and if I was still interested in what we talked about. I think he sensed my nervousness and stated plainly that if anything was going too far all I had to do is ask him to stop with a safe word. Too bad I can’t remember what it was… So after we agreed he started the fantasy.