He poured another shot and downed it, and answered. "Fine. Fucked a woman up the ass while her friend fucked her with a dildo and licked her pussy."
I burst out laughing. "You are a deviant," I whispered admiringly. "A real live threesome."
"Needed lotsa of lube," he continued.
"Holy fuck." I whispered again.
"It was a little awkward," he said, "you know, getting the position right—" Then he stopped. "You don't want to know this shit. Told you I was kinky."
"Agreed. It's hot, though. How did you get to be so kinky?"
"Internet."
"That's not an answer."
"Just how I'm made?" he said, as a question, grinning.
"That's not much better."
"College?" He was starting to chuckle now.
"Still not an answer."
He paused for a moment and looked thoughtful. "Dunno. Never thought about it. I guess I like a little pain mixed with the pleasure. If something is too easy, it doesn't feel right. I feel like you gotta work for what you want."
That sounded familiar. If he was being nice to me it didn't feel right. I inched closer to him, although if I got any closer, I’d be sitting in his lap. "So what do you do now that's so kinky?"
He pursed his lips for a moment and then said, "Orgasm denial. Bondage. Not into fringe shit."
I considered that. It actually sounded okay to me.
"Why anal?"
"I'm a guy."
"What is it with guys being fascinated by it?"
"Dunno."
"Just another hole to stick it in, I guess."
He burst out laughing. "Wouldn't put it that way. Your turn to take a shot. I'm two up on you. We gotta even this out."
"Ever been in a threesome with a guy?"
"Nope."
"Just two women?"
"Yep. Well, once three."
"What?"
He smiled.
"How many times."
"Couple."