Chapter 1 First meeting

I shouldn't have listened to Ian when he suggested we played COD overnight. Now I'm late because of his stupid ass, to a class I signed impulsively to.

I breathed as I quickly ran to the lecture center cussing him in every Norway and Korean language I could think of at that moment.

A ping on my phone distracted me from my thought, I knew it was Ian "fuck I know I'm late Ian stop texting me". Luckily there was no one on this hallway.

I quickly made a turn and entered the class lecture room 13b was highlighted on the top. Aesir flinched when he noticed so many eyes on him, a blush spread on his pale white skin.

"Shit!" He muttered under his breath.

"Yes Mr.Erling, any reason why you're attending my lecture this late?" The lecturer said staring at him with a frown on her face. Aesir stuttered out "I'm s-o-o-0 s-s-sorry Miss Amelia, it won't happen again" Miss Amelia smiled "Don't let it repeat itself again" Aesir wanted the floor to swallow him when he noticed the student still staring at him.

He tried shrinking his 6'4 feet huge body, but that is humanly impossible. He noticed Ian sheepishly waving with a sorry look on his face, Aesir gave him the best death glare he could deliver.

"I'm so sorry" Ian apologize when Aesir sat down "Don't talk to me, don't look at me,don't breath next to me" Aesir said through gritted teeth, a girl sitting in front of them looked back and gave Aesir a raised eyebrow at his late statement.

"Okay maybe the last part was a bit dramatic, hey Cathy" Aesir said pouting, Ian snickered "Amen to that" he quickly chipped in, which earn him a death glare.

"I know, I thought you knew we had a class with Miss Amelia" Ian tried defending himself as he whispered staring at the podium to look serious.

"Drittsekk, if I knew I won't spend hours playing Cod with you" Aesir whispered yelled also staring at the podium.

*drittsekk- shitbag.

Ian deflated "I'm really sorry dude"

Aesir relaxed his tense back "it's okay, next time it happens I'll kill you" Aesir threatened. Ian chuckled in agreement.

They tried listening to what Miss Amelia was saying.

I could remember how i choose this course, I shouldn't have listened to Ian.

But I could tell his jock brain thought I was to pussy to take a class like this one. So I signed impulsively.

He was right.

I was way over my head.

I feel like in order to fully benefit from a course named Exploration of sexual identities you must actually have one.

Me?

My dick has never been anywhere near a pussy, unless you count dancing with a cousin at prom.

Ian knows this so he mocked me when we were picking our courses.

Bet you'd bust before professor Amelia finishes presenting the syllabus. So I added it to my list of course for this semester. Thing was. I didn't think it mattered if I got in or not. I was on the waiting list for mandatory courses that freshman are required to take. I was on top of the said list, so i thought once I got in I would have no choice but to drop sex class to make room for my schedule. Ian couldn't give me shit for that.

But no, the universe was against me.

I got in since it was a required course.

The first few classes were fine. Learned basic term and explored the multiple dimensions of sexual identity .

But there is nothing like watching porn with a class full of 120 students.

And the scene projected across the entire wall wasn't some reproductive demonstration of missionary coitus.

No,it was a compilation of people fucking. I say fucking because what the professor showed us on the screen wasn't just sex. It was scene and scene of bodies being depicted mid ecstasy.

My jaw was on the floor as I watched a blonde woman getting railed by a giant. Seconds later same said woman was pushing a woman on the carpet as she drilled into her pussy with a strap-on. Minutes after that,two men were double stuffing a woman who looked like a fairy.

I could almost hear the growing erection of every man in the room, and I was thankful for the for the small collapsable tray hiding my dick from the view.

That was last week, and it was Miss Amelia swift introduction to our newest topic.

Kink and fetish identities.

I didn't even know kink was a think until I took this class.

I mean sure I watched the movie fifty shades of grey,but it wasn't until we breached the subject that I realized just how limited my knowledge was.

BDSM was only part of the story.

"Last week I taught you all about certain traits and aspect present in a relationship between a Dominant and a submissive." Miss Amelia voice suddenly rang out dragging me out of my day dreaming. Miss Amelia had a magnetism to her that made it easy to stay engaged in the topics being explored. It didn't hurt she was extraordinarily attractive.

" we have a surprise for you today" A sly smile spread across Miss Amelia face and there was a twinkle i couldn't quite decipher.

"A friend of mine thankfully had agreed to be my guest lecturer."

When she walked in the entire class froze. What was a room filled with scattered murmurs and soft laughs was now instantly quite. Her presence was just that intimidating.