The date I was supposed to meet Michael and Daniella again, was a Saturday in the middle of January. It was cold so I dressed warmly and caught a bus to the part of Copenhagen where they lived. As I walked through the almost empty park in search of the spot where it all started, I felt as if hundreds of butterflies were somersaulting in my stomach. Would they be there, or would I have to go back home disappointed? As I turned the corner and saw the bench where the sexy couple had sat and kept an eye on me before they made their move exactly six months ago, my breath expelled in a huff.
Two people cuddled close on the bench, both dressed in thick skiing clothes, warm boots and so wrapped in scarves and other headgear that I couldn't make out who it was from a distance. My gut clenched and my heart raced, as I began walking towards them. When I got close enough to recognize Michael and Daniella, I felt the same lustful tightening in my crotch which hit me when they came on to me the first time. They certainly seemed pleased to see me too, because Daniella jumped up, hugged me and kissed my cheek.
Michael just looked at me with a satisfied smile and an expression in his eyes which I now recognized as the urge to fuck another man's asshole and be plugged in return. I'm sure my gaze showed exactly the same need, because his smile grew broader, and he stood up. We didn't speak, but Daniella took my arm and we walked towards their apartment, just like six months before. On the way we stopped at a baker's and Michael and I waited outside, while his girlfriend bought cakes.
"So, Anders, have you had any adventures since we last saw you?" The question took me by surprise, and I blushed and nodded, instantly tongue tied. He grinned, and the expressive eyebrow rose: "Male or female?" I gulped and managed to get my voice to work enough to stammer 'both' in reply. "Did you have fun? Learn something new?" His tone of voice was calm, as if he'd just asked me about some innocent holiday jaunt. I nodded again and wished that I could stop blushing. Michael stepped closer and whispered: "We look forward to hearing all about your experiences."
I stared at him in shock and felt a shiver run down my spine, not quite sure whether it was from excitement or worry. Just then Daniella came out of the shop carrying a box. She gave it to Michael and looked at me, concern popping into her gaze. When she asked what was wrong, Michael just grinned. "Anders have had some hot adventures since we last met, and he's gonna tell us all about it." Daniella gave a small squeal of delight and grabbed my arm, starting us towards their apartment again. Damn, I should have known she'd be just as curious as her boyfriend.
At her insistent questioning I caved in and admitted that I had been with a young guy during the summer holidays. Then I told them of my encounter with a more mature woman a month before Christmas, and that I'd been with a couple of girls since then. Daniella immediately latched on to the fact that my experiences with Mark and Kristine were the ones that had developed me sexually. By now we'd arrived at their apartment and were sitting in their living room drinking coffee or tea and eating cakes.
They realized that I was embarrassed about telling them about my encounters in detail, but Daniella said it was important to know, so that they'd be more aware of what I liked and what I had yet to try. I had no good counter to this argument, so I began to explain how I'd met Mark at the West coast and spent several nights with him. I'm sure Michael got a hard on just as fast as I did, when I went into detail about Mark's hunky body and what we'd done with each other. He laughed when I admitted that as Mark came in my mouth, I'd realized I disliked the taste of sperm.
"Well, then, maybe it's good that I'm not really into blow jobs and I've hardly ever come from oral sex. I mostly let Daniella indulge in sucking my cock for her sake, as she enjoys fellatio. Actually, this is one of the reasons we like having a threesome with a guy, because we both get a need fulfilled." I remembered Daniella's fabulous cock sucking in the shower six months ago, and Michael's obvious pleasure as I fucked him, and I knew just what he meant.
Michael indicated that I should go on, and I described the two alternate positions we'd tried, though I made sure to downplay the part where I rode Mark's huge dick. I'd told them about the pain I'd experienced whenever Mark shoved his monster into me. They'd both smiled at my subsequent admission: "I'm so glad my first time was with you, Michael, and that you and I are a much better size for this sort of thing. I think Mark appreciated it too, as he had me fuck him every time we were together."
But when I tried to dismiss my time straddling Mark and making him come, I saw Michael smirk and instantly knew that this was a position he liked too. I felt my asshole twitch nervously, fuck, no way.... I quickly went on to something even more embarrassing and this made both of them smile and squirm a bit in their deep arm chairs. "Ehm, we also licked each other in the .. uhm... butt." I blushed like crazy but went on. "It felt absolutely wonderful and I also enjoyed doing it. Especially after I shaved Mark all over." Michael's expressive eyebrow rose at this, and his smile got wider.
I hurried on to tell about my night and morning with Kristine, and this time Daniella was the one to ask questions. She nodded with understanding when I described my first encounter with the elusive G spot and smiled happily when I admitted that I was hooked on feeling a woman come around my fingers or my dick. I grinned back and told her that she had initially shown me how awesome this was, at our first time together. Daniella also concluded from my tale that I'd not yet fucked a woman's ass and gave a flattered laugh when I said that I'd saved this for her.
By then all of us were hugely turned on, we'd shed our warm sweaters to reveal that both Michael and I were in tight black T shirts. Daniella had a curve hugging golden yellow blouse that complimented her chestnut hair and brown eyes. As I finished speaking, they both got up from the chairs opposite me and came over to where I was sitting. I suddenly realized that they'd placed me on the couch on purpose. They were now able to sit down on each side of me and start touching me, and I quickly began to return their caresses. As I tried to kiss Daniella on the mouth, she turned her head, so it landed on her cheek.
She gently and tactfully explained that kissing on the mouth was something they reserved for each other, just as they always used and demanded condoms with their lovers. "This way we have something to mark that we're in a committed relationship. But anything else we're happy to share with a cute guy like you, Anders." I suddenly realized that neither of them had kissed me on the mouth during our first encounter, though they'd certainly kissed me a lot of other places, to our mutual pleasure. I voiced my opinion that this sounded like a sensible and clever distinction and both of them smiled at me with appreciation.
Then they undressed me and in no time I was standing stark naked in front of them, with my dick proudly proclaiming how happy it was to be in their company again. Daniella let me undress her, and my hands and mouth got busy on the wonderful breasts while Michael shed his clothes behind me. They took me into the bathroom and we reenacted a large part of our first shower together, except this time Michael made me take extra shots of soapy water, and he was the one to stick two soapy fingers up my ass and make sure I was clean.
But the real surprise came, when he'd finished with me, and his fingertips were moving gently up and down the cleft between my buttocks. His other hand was playing with my nipples, as he held me close, pressing his hard-on against my hip. Daniella was kneeling in from of me, very busy sucking my dick, and Michael smiled down at her. "Having fun, darling?" She nodded and hummed in agreement, and I shivered from the delicious feeling on my manhood. Michael's tongue invaded my ear, he nibbled on the lobe, and his voice was husky and suggestive.
"You want us to shave you here, Anders? Make your sexy butt smooth and ready for my tongue and my cock, mmm?" His fingers swirled around my back entrance, and I moaned at the thought of having him lick me and fuck me. I couldn't get a word out, but my reactions were probably pretty easy to interpret. I felt Daniella's tongue delve into my slit, and I knew that I'd just leaked precum into her mouth, when she pulled back and announced that I tasted nice. They shut off the water and dragged me out of the shower. We all dried ourselves, then Michael led me to a padded bench next to the table around the sink.
"Kneel down and bend over," he ordered me as he put a thick towel on the counter for the top half of my body to lie on. I obeyed, and he moved to stand behind me. "Spread your legs. More. More! Mmm yes." His deep voice made me shiver. "Now spread your butt for me, present your tight little hole." I cringed but brought my hands back and pulled my buttocks apart, at the same time turning my face towards the wall. "Do you feel vulnerable like this, Anders?" I nodded and closed my eyes. "Exposed?" Nod. "Helpless?" Nod, cringe. But Michael was much too experienced to be fooled, he chuckled though in an almost kind way. "But it also turns you on, doesn't it?"
