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Some weeks after I had been seduced by a persuasive, experienced couple, who made me realize that I was most likely bi, I had two weeks of holiday at the west coast of Denmark. Being out of luck, most of August was incredibly rainy after one of the driest and hottest summers for decades. I had borrowed a tiny summer cottage from friends of my mother; it was after the school holidays were over, but before I was due to start my university studies I guess college would be the US term.
I had hoped to relax on the beach and ogle good looking guys as well as girls and hopefully get laid, and though the first part flopped, I still had a good time. I went for runs and worked out in a local gym, and in the evening I frequented the bars and discos in the nearby towns. This was where I twice managed to pick up a girl.
Being with women was still fine, and I made good use of my newly achieved knowledge. Both of my one night stands were impressed and grateful that I worked hard to make them come before I fucked them.
One of them got so tight that she moaned excitedly about my dick being huge, when I took her. Any man is a sucker for those words, but I'll admit I was at maximum fullness and hardness at that point. And though my equipment only slightly above standard size lengthwise, it's still nice to be appreciated. Anyway, even though I enjoyed getting laid in the usual manner, I kept an eye open for the possibility of being together with a guy.
