The sex life of a country boy

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Li Shan was in class, diligently working on his exercises. The college entrance exam was just around the corner. For rural children like him, the exam was a chance to leap over the dragon gate—a chance to escape rural poverty. Once he got into university, he would be free from the hardships of rural life, no longer having to toil in the fields under the scorching sun, his sweat dripping onto the soil. Whenever he felt exhausted, the thought of the exam seemed like a golden road unfolding before him, instantly energizing him and fueling his studies.
Just then, the teacher walked up to him, tapped his desk, and said, "Li Shan, come out for a moment!"
He was startled, scratching his head, somewhat confused. He didn't know what was wrong; since entering his senior year of high school, he hadn't caused any trouble.
Stepping out of the classroom, he paused, stunned. His cousin was standing outside. Seeing him, his cousin rushed out, "Xiaoshan, hurry home! Something happened to your dad!"
Li Shan frowned, "Something happened? Is he dead?"
"Dead!" His cousin was stunned, clearly taken aback by his attitude, and answered instinctively.
"What?!" he exclaimed, his eyes wide with shock.
His cousin realized he had let something slip, but he wasn't a good liar. He stammered, "Um, anyway, you should go back and check on him."
Li Shan finally understood what his cousin meant. He panicked, his heart pounding, his limbs weak, unable to move.
Pushing his cousin's hand away, he took a few deep breaths, regaining his composure, and said, "Let's go!" He hurried outside.
A week later, Li Shan dropped out of school. The teachers, upon hearing the news, sighed deeply, some with regret, others with pity.
Li Shan's father was hit on the head by something falling on him at a construction site and died before he could be taken to the hospital. When Li Shan returned home from school, he only found his stepmother and sister weeping bitterly.
Li Shan and his father had a falling out over his stepmother's marriage less than a year after his biological mother's death. This angered Li Shan, and the two had been at odds ever since. However, he didn't make things difficult for his stepmother, who was only a few years older than him; after all, she was virtuous and beautiful, and he was even a little jealous of his father.
The 10,000 yuan compensation from the construction company was used partly for the funeral and partly to pay off debts, leaving nothing. As the only man in the family, he had no choice but to drop out of school, unable to attend classes or take the college entrance exam. The golden road that had been laid out before him was slipping further and further away, and he was destined to be a farmer. His feelings can be imagined.
No matter how unwilling he was, he could only submit to fate.
He was originally a scholar who only occasionally helped out in the fields. He knew very little about farm work and had no experience whatsoever. Fortunately, he was exceptionally intelligent; he could learn almost anything by observing others and thinking carefully. Therefore, he did farm work quite well.

It was the height of summer, the wheat was about to be harvested, followed by corn, then peanuts—the busiest time of year. Li Shan felt worried just thinking about it, but there was nothing he could do. He was now the head of the family. When his father was alive, he hadn't realized it, but now that he had lost him, he understood that his father was the pillar of the family. Without this pillar, the family would collapse. Now, he had no choice but to hold it up, no matter how hard or tiring it was, he could only grit his teeth and persevere.
He went to work in the fields, while his sister and stepmother stayed home weaving lace to earn some money. That's how life went, day after day.
His older sister looked very much like his mother; she was incredibly beautiful, with fair skin, bright, sparkling eyes, and a gentle yet dignified demeanor. She wasn't talkative, but she was incredibly kind and considerate to Li Shan—truly a wonderful sister. His stepmother wasn't much older than her, and the two of them together looked like sisters, both so beautiful and elegant.
At noon, under the blazing sun, Li Shan, carrying a hoe and with his shirt open, returned home wearily.
The family dog wagged its tail and ran over affectionately. Li Shan petted it, put down his tools, and went into the main house. The main house had three rooms: the middle one was the living room, the east room was his stepmother's, the west room was his sister Li Jing's, and he lived in the east wing. On the kang (heated
brick bed) in the east room, the mother and daughter, along with two women from the village, were knitting lace, chatting and laughing, thoroughly enjoying themselves.
Seeing Li Shan enter, his stepmother, Li Chunxiang, got off the kang (a heated brick bed) and said, "Xiaoshan's back. Are you hungry
? Want some food?" Li Shan scooped up a bowl of cold water, drank it down readily, waved his hand, and said, "Not hungry yet. I'll eat later. You go about your business, don't worry about me. I'll wash up first." His attitude wasn't exactly cold, nor was it particularly affectionate.
Li Chunxiang knew that if she continued, she would annoy him, so she nodded and said, "Alright, go wash up first and rest for a while."
Rural customs were rough, and he didn't care about the women. He took off his jacket, bared his chest, and washed thoroughly with the freshly pumped well water. He went to his sister's room. His own room faced west, so no wind could get in; it was as hot as a steamer. Sleeping at night was bearable, but in this heat, it was simply unbearable.
There were a few books in the room—textbooks and other educational materials. He hadn't liked studying much when he was in school, but now that he couldn't go, he realized how fortunate he was to be able to go and began to enjoy learning.
But he was too tired. Lying on the kang (a heated brick bed), smelling its fragrance, he read a book and unknowingly fell asleep.
Suddenly, he woke up to find Li Chunxiang nudging him. She leaned over and shook his arm, whispering, "Xiaoshan, wake up, it's time to eat!"
Still half-asleep, he sat up abruptly, only to bump his head against something soft. "Ah!" Li Chunxiang cried out and quickly backed away.
Li Shan was now fully awake. He saw his stepmother's fair face flushed red. Looking down, he saw her firm breasts and realized he had touched them. He felt embarrassed and touched his nose, as if the scent of her body still lingered. He couldn't help but recall the feeling—soft and elastic—that had melted his heart. His penis immediately became hard and erect.
Li Chunxiang, noticing this, blushed even more and said, "Time to eat," before hurriedly running out.
This unintentional collision was like a powder keg, completely igniting the dormant desires in Li Shan's heart, transforming him from a boy into a man.
One evening, finding the house too hot and unwilling to watch TV, he went out alone.
His house was located by a small river, lined with many willow trees, making it quite cool. A breeze carried a refreshing dampness, very comfortable.
It looked like it would rain tomorrow; all the stars had disappeared, the moon was obscured, and the surroundings were unusually dark.
He was also somewhat irritable, thinking about his schooling. Whenever he thought about going to university, his mood soured; it was a pain in his heart. The thought that he could only be an ordinary farmer, never to rise above his circumstances, and die here, filled him with restlessness. He was unwilling to accept this; he wanted to stand out, to live a glorious life.
But reality was cruel. Without money, how could he go to school? He wanted to borrow money, but there was no way. Seeing his father's death, everyone was vying to collect debts from him; who would lend him money!
For some time now, he'd been thinking about how to make money. Farming was barely enough to make ends meet. He'd calculated it carefully; the net profit from farming was pitifully low. At best, he'd be lucky to earn five hundred yuan per mu. No wonder all the young and middle-aged men in the village had gone to the city to work as migrant workers. His own father had followed the trend, but unfortunately, he'd been unlucky, leaving this family behind and causing him, a man, to suffer. Although being a migrant worker was a way out, the thought of leaving his two women behind and going out alone still bothered him. Besides, migrant workers didn't earn much. Only farming and animal husbandry seemed like a viable path. He had a general direction in mind, but he still needed to carefully consider what to plant and raise.
As he walked along the river, lost in thought, he unknowingly left the village. He looked up, preparing to head back. Suddenly, he heard a strange sound.
"Mmm, mmm, ahh, good, so comfortable, ahh," it sounded like a woman's voice.
He listened carefully, thought for a moment, and suddenly realized that this was a pair of adulterous lovers having sex in the open, which wasn't unusual.
Curiosity led him to walk quietly towards the direction of the sound. After walking nearly a hundred steps, the sound became very clear. He stopped, afraid of startling the couple.
The moans, sometimes loud and sometimes soft, kept coming, making his penis incredibly hard. He wished he could push the man away and take over.
"Ah, so good, fuck me to death! Faster, faster! Ah..."
"You little slut, so slutty, I'm going to fuck you to death, fuck you to death, you little slut!" The voice was panting heavily.
Li Shan recognized the two people. One was Zhu Zi's wife, who lived not far from his home, and the other was Zhang, a bald bachelor from the village.
Zhu Zi went to work in the city and rarely came back. His wife was somewhat attractive, with big breasts and a round butt; she was obviously a slut, so it wasn't surprising that she was having an affair. Bald Zhang wasn't bad-looking, a strong man in his forties. His wife had died a few years ago, and he hadn't remarried. He was usually cheerful and a good person.
He mustered his courage and moved forward cautiously, finally able to see clearly.
Two bodies were colliding violently; one was bent over, leaning against a tree, the other holding onto the other's buttocks, thrusting rapidly, making a slapping sound.
"Ah, oh, I can't take it anymore, I'm coming!" Bald Zhang gasped.
"No, no, I haven't come yet, just a little longer, ahh, so good!" the woman said anxiously.
Bald Zhang thrust even faster, and after a few seconds, he cried out and stopped.
The woman said resentfully, "Have you been flirting with someone again?!"
"Having you is enough for me, I don't have the energy to flirt with others. Sigh, I'm getting old, I just can't do it anymore!"
"Hmph, you men are always looking for something better, you're never satisfied! Who knows if you're up to no good!"
Li Shan walked back quietly, the two women's voices fading into the distance. His penis was erect and very uncomfortable.
When he got home, the mother and daughter were still watching TV. Seeing him return, they ignored him, glancing at him briefly before quickly returning their eyes to the television.
They were dressed very lightly, only in vests. Since no one was coming, their fair arms were smooth and fleshy, clearly showing they didn't often work in the fields and hadn't been exposed to the sun.
They had no idea how alluring that was. Li Shan couldn't stand it anymore. He hurried back inside, his penis throbbing painfully. He took off his vest, filled a basin with water, and poured it over his head. After several basins of water, he felt a little better.
Lying on the kang (a heated brick bed), he tossed and turned, unable to sleep. Images of two bodies joined together, undulating, flashed before his eyes. Then he thought of his stepmother's round buttocks and swollen breasts, imagining himself thrusting his penis into her. He ejaculated.
That night, he made a decision: he would get his stepmother. His stepmother had no family; she was an only child, orphaned, and had to live with him. Otherwise, she would suffer hunger and poverty. He had beaten people before because one of them had spoken incoherently about his stepmother. Li Shan knew martial arts; usually, two or three people couldn't take him down. In a fight, no one dared claim to be superior to him, so he feared nothing.
From then on, Li Chunxiang felt that Li Shan was always staring at her, his eyes full of naked desire, which made her heart pound. However, she could not tell anyone, so she always tried to avoid Li Shan. But her son became more and more unrestrained. First, he would touch her, and later he would hold her hand when Li Jing was not looking, making her feel flustered and confused.

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