Date: Tue, 13 May 2014 17:14:58 +0200 From: Paradox eightyeight Subject: The Foreign Student chapter 1 Hello. I'm intending to write a series of stories based on my own experiences and (unfortunately mostly) fantasies about masters and slaves. I'll try to keep them around a length of 500 words each and have some excitement in all of them. If you want to get in touch for feedback or whatever, please e-mail me at paradox_88@outlook.com Chapter 1 - introduction For a 21-year-old, I can't complain. My study is going well, I'm living in a studio in the centre of Manchester and I have a boyfriend that I feel is way out of my league. No, I can't complain at all. But for some reason I'm unfulfilled. I feel like I'm as far as I can be from my own boundaries, and that's making me feel restless. And I think it's about time that I start doing some exploring. Even though I'm complaining, I'm not a boring guy at the moment. I'm studying in Manchester (UK), but I'm here as a foreign student from Dusseldorf, Germany. I have a beautiful brown-eyed, tall boyfriend, Tom, who fell for my Germanic looks; blonde hair, blue eyes and almost as tall as him. I guess he is a little taller than 1m90 (6ft4) and I'm an inch or so below. Tom likes my name, Kasper, because there's a character in the Danish tv series Borgen with the name. I keep telling him that Denmark is a different country, but he doesn't care. The sex is great. Tom's the submissive one and although I'm more of a bottom myself, I enjoy being top enough to stay hard, but not so much that I come very fast. That fact, combined with my thick 9" cock, can send Tom into seventh heaven. Unfortunately Tom's tool is not quite as large so deep throating isn't as much as a challenge as I would've liked. My previous boyfriend wasn't nearly as tall as Tom, but he had a nice 7.5" rock hard cock and taught me how to suck. He would sit on top of me, hold my head with both his hands and ram his deep into my throat. After pushing it in and out a couple of times, he would stop while he was as deep in as possible and keep it there until I almost chocked. The fact that sucking him this way gave me tears in my eyes turned me on greatly for some reason. I felt like a slave to his cock and I loved it. When he pulled it out, I only wanted to get him back into my mouth as soon as possible until he rewarded my by letting me taste all of his cum. I think these experiences - and the lack of them at the moment - are the reason my restlessness is starting to get more and more demanding. I feel like it's time to start doing something about it.