Youth all the way

A Journey Through Youth

Author: Unknown
Word Count: 7532
After the first semester of my freshman year, I went home for the Chinese New Year holiday. While shopping at the supermarket, I ran into a senior from junior high school
with whom I used to play music. Back then, he played bass, and I played drums. He greatly admired Zhang Ju of the Tang Dynasty,
which was why he started playing bass. We hadn't seen each other in a long time, so we chatted for a while. After starting high school, I stopped playing
drums, but my senior had apparently been playing them all these years. He went to a vocational school after graduating from junior high and later went to Shenyang. He told me
he even formed a band and performed in bars there.
When he learned that I was studying at a university in Shenyang, he was very happy and told me that his band was currently looking for a
drummer and invited me to join. I hadn't played for over three years, and I was a little unsure of myself. Before, I just played around, but now
I was going to perform in bars. Would I get into trouble if I didn't play well?
My senior scoffed and said, "Look at Deflex Pad, they even play with only one arm as a drummer.
Are you even a man?" I figured I wasn't lacking anything, so I figured I'd practice a bit during the holidays and have some fun with the band. So I spent
the whole summer practicing with my senior, and my coordination was passable. The Spring Festival of 2002 was nothing like
the Spring Festivals of my childhood; it was getting less and less interesting. But practicing drums was still quite fulfilling.
After school started, I went to find my senior and get to know the other band members. My senior and
another member had rented a place near the Shenyang Conservatory of Music, not far from the school. When I met the other band members, besides my senior (bass)
, there was a short but handsome guy named Daming (guitar), the band's founder, Xiang Ge (lead vocalist), a
beautiful woman with chestnut-yellow hair named Sister L (keyboards), and a very familiar, rather quiet drummer named Heizi.
He was busy with renovations on weekends, so I could fill in for him.
Daming, Xiang Ge, Sister L, and Heizi were all third-year students. Xiang Ge and my senior were childhood friends;
Xiang Ge had come to Shenyang later. Sister L is a student at Shenyang Conservatory of Music. Her piano playing is superb, she
's a major in the field, and she's beautiful too. She's incredibly slender, almost like a gust of wind could blow her away, with her head of dyed blonde hair. It was the first time I'd seen
a beautiful woman with dyed hair up close, and my heart was pounding. I couldn't help but steal a few more glances. Looking back now,
I such an innocent boy! Haha.
That evening, I rehearsed with everyone for a while. Brother Heizi gave me a lot of guidance, helping me correct my posture,
teaching me techniques for coordinating with others, how to coordinate during guitar solos,
and how to play the drums to enhance the atmosphere without overshadowing the others. In short, I learned a lot. After practicing for a while, it was time to go back to school, so I
said goodbye and arranged to practice together on Monday and Wednesday, and perform at a bar on Friday and Saturday. As I left, I couldn't help but
look back at Sister L a few more times. She was still quite quiet, expressionless, and very reserved, quite different from the kind of
girls .
And so, my life in the second semester of my freshman year became quite regular. During the day, I attended classes and studied, sometimes playing basketball or
soccer. Mondays and Wednesdays were for drum practice, Tuesdays and Thursdays for library reading, Fridays and Saturdays for performances, and Sundays for
rest , laundry, shopping, and chatting with my dorm mates about the fun I had at the performances.
I want to elaborate a bit on reading. I've always loved reading, a habit I've maintained to this day.
No matter how busy I am, I read at least one book a month. Even after moving to Beijing,
I always carried a book with me while waiting for the bus, on the subway, or waiting for a plane. I especially preferred physical books, and
even today, with iPads and Kindles so popular, I still do. Reading on the subway can even attract attention because
sometimes the books are big and heavy, haha.
Because I read so much, I know a lot, and conversations with others never fall flat.
Sometimes I know things that seem strange to others and can explain them fluently, earning everyone's admiration.
Those were simpler times; people respected you for your knowledge and appreciated your
unique qualities. In recent years, information has exploded, and people have become increasingly numb. Everything revolves around money
; all we talk about is houses, cars, and money.
The genuine emotion of forming a band and performing purely out of love for music is long gone, which is truly sad.
I practiced and performed with everyone for over a month, often eating and chatting together. My
advantage of being well-read became apparent. Because of this, Sister L paid more attention to me. Once, she looked at me and said
, "I didn't expect you to know so much at such a young age. You're really amazing!" Everyone else agreed. I
felt both proud and annoyed. Proud because I had caught Sister L's attention, and annoyed because I was only three years younger than everyone else, which made
me feel inferior—I was the tallest among them! (I was 184cm and 84kg at the time.)
Singing in bars as part of an underground band was quite interesting, especially performing our own band's songs.
There are many small bands like ours in Shenyang; some have released EPs, while others are just happy to perform. We were
probably the latter.
During this time, I also contributed to the songwriting, writing lyrics. I wrote three poems, and this one received the best response
: "Thank You Society for Fucking Me," also known as "thank you society for fucking me
!"
The lyrics are as follows: I walk on this endless road of loss, the sunlight like a dagger piercing my chest. I
can't the pain in the wound, only the tears sliding down my face. I look at the high and deep starry sky, the stars
responding to my cries like friends. I can't feel this warm comfort because I numbly swallow my sorrow. "thank you
society for fucking me" makes me understand my arrogance, "thank you society
for fucking me" makes me realize my madness...
Looking back now, at that time, I could describe it with a line of poetry: "Youth is not about sorrow!" I thought
I was quite profound, but it was just pointless whining! Hehe, I've gone a bit off-topic!
While rehearsing, I inquired about Sister L from my senior. Sister L was from Qingdao, Shandong. She'd had a few
boyfriends before, but seemed to be single now. She also rented an apartment in Sanhao Street. For a girl like Sister L to still
be single , she must have recently broken up! At that time, besides rehearsals, we performed at bars on weekend nights, and
sometimes did performances at wedding banquets or other events. Then, on April Fool's Day in 2002,
we participated in a small performance event.
This event was organized by a local band in Shenyang, inviting several small bands from Shenyang,
two bands from Tangshan, and one band from Xi'an—about ten bands in total! Each band performed...
They performed two songs. The songs were basically the same: venting dissatisfaction with society, expressing anger
, and conveying patriotism—bitter, resentful, and dark.
Looking back now, it seems that young people this age, lacking social experience, rely solely on
hearsay and their own experiences to form one-sided and extreme values and worldviews, often
leading to irrational actions. They haven't truly considered society or
done anything beneficial for it, only clamoring to break down the old world. But how do we build a new world where the young are
cared for and the elderly are supported? These people rarely think about these questions. Hehe, I've gone off-topic again.
After the performance, around 6 pm, some of the band members wanted to have a few drinks with friends from Tangshan. I
don't drink much and didn't know those people, so I prepared to go home. Sister L also said she was a bit tired and wanted to go home. We happened
to be going back to Sanhao Street together. L and I took a taxi with her guitar. Drums are too much trouble, so we usually
use the ones provided by the organizers for performances, going ahead to tune them or make some personalized requests. Our small band rarely brings
our own drums.
We went back to L's place together. I helped her carry her guitar upstairs and we got some water. L's place was
a one-bedroom apartment, with both the small living room and bedroom facing south. Her clothes and belongings were scattered around the living room
, giving it a haphazard yet homey feel. The apartment was very clean, a little messy but not unpleasant.
After putting our things away, L suggested we get something to eat. I was more than happy to oblige, so we went to Ma's
Chicken Racks nearby. We ordered two chicken racks, some cold dishes, and two bottles of beer. We ate and chatted,
comparing Tsingtao and Snow Beer, talking about performances, and joking about the angry young men at the shows
—it was quite enjoyable. After dinner, L wanted to pay the bill to thank me for helping her carry things. How could I let a girl
pay? So I quickly insisted on paying. Seeing that there was no other way, Sister L said, "It's still early, let's go to my place and
rest and watch TV!" So we went back to Sister L's place together.
The two of us sat on the sofa watching TV. Sister L had drunk some wine and was a bit quiet. Since
there wasn't anything , we just sat there for a while. My mind was racing. This was a good opportunity to have something happen between me and Sister L.
Sister L was prettier than Xiao Q, although her figure was average, very thin, and her breasts were small, maybe an A+. I personally
prefer bigger breasts. Who wouldn't be tempted to have sex with such a pretty girl!
The problem now was how to start so that what followed would feel natural! I thought about
when I was with Xiao Q. The first time we were alone, I didn't know how to start, and it was all wasted.
I thought and thought , but I still couldn't come up with a solution. Then I tried to convince myself that it would be better to be direct, hug and kiss her
, and if it didn't work out, so be it. If it did, wouldn't that be great? But as soon as I convinced myself, I felt that was too simple and crude
. How would we see each other again? I was so conflicted.
When my head was throbbing from all the random thoughts, Sister L rested her head on my shoulder. I turned to look at her;
her eyes were closed, and she seemed to be asleep. I didn't dare move my arm, so I softly said, "Sister L, are you going to sleep
? Go to the bedroom! It's quite late now." As soon as I said that, I wanted to slap myself. Wasn't that practically kicking
myself out? How could I be so stupid? Sister L nodded, but didn't make any other move.
At that moment, I gritted my teeth. I had to make a decision: either pretend to be a gentleman and go back to school,
or be bold and take the plunge. If I succeeded, I'd have my fun. Indecisiveness definitely wouldn't work. In the end, desire
won out. I raised my arm and wrapped it around Sister L's waist. She didn't object. My heart was pounding.
I lowered head, searching for her lips, and kissed her with my eyes closed.
At that moment, Sister L suddenly opened her eyes and pulled back slightly. I froze, not knowing
what to say, just staring blankly at her. Sister L looked at me with a half-smile and said, "Oh, so you're
bullying your older sister, little brother!" My brain completely short-circuited at that moment, and I blurted out, "Sister L, you're so beautiful!
" Looking back now, it was such an idiot, like Ah Q saying, "Aunt Wu, I want to sleep with you!"
After saying that, I braced myself and continued kissing her.
Sister L didn't dodge and kissed me back. I took the opportunity to half-press on Sister L, pinning her down on the sofa
, and kissed her stiffly. Slowly, my heartbeat calmed down, and my mood returned to calm, but my penis
became erect without hesitation. After kissing for a while, maybe only a few seconds, but it felt like a long time, I moved my hand to
Sister L's breasts and gently rubbed them, but there wasn't much to rub, so I slowly moved my hand down to
the inside of Sister L's thighs.
Sister L resisted a little, closing her legs together, but she didn't refuse. And so my hand reached Sister L's
private parts. In early April in Shenyang, the weather was still quite cool. Sister L was wearing black pantyhose. My
hand touched her inner thigh; it was warm and damp there, and my heart began to race with excitement. I turned
slightly to make it easier to caress her, and continued kissing her while exploring her private parts.
My penis was already hard and throbbing, pressing painfully against my jeans, so I got off the sofa and carried
Sister L to the bedroom in a princess carry. Sister L lay in my arms, a little dazed, perhaps due to the combined
effects of alcohol and lust. Once in the bedroom, I placed Sister L on the bed, closed the door, and quickly took off my coat, ready for
our passionate encounter.
Sister L, half-lying on the bed, whispered, "Turn on the heater! Don't get cold." Turning on the heater
warmed the room, intensifying the atmosphere of desire. I simply took off my pants, wearing only my underwear and
a long-sleeved t-shirt, and got into bed beside Sister L, kissing her while caressing her private parts.
Gradually, the room warmed up, and the two of us couldn't help ourselves. I didn't have much experience
with long foreplay, so I quickly pulled off L's pantyhose and underwear, parted her legs, and
gently rubbed her cleft with my hand. L was the kind of girl with very fair skin, lots of pubic hair,
and a lot of lubrication!
After a while, I couldn't resist anymore, so I quickly pulled off my underwear, not even bothering to take off my
shirt, and grabbed my penis, pressing it against her. Some fluid had already seeped from the tip of my penis. I pressed it against L's cleft,
rubbing back and forth, and with the help of her secretions, I smoothly inserted it! It felt so good! This
feeling of being enveloped was wonderful! Especially entering L's beautiful body. This pleasure spread from my penis throughout my entire body.
In an instant, it took over my mind, leaving only one instruction: thrust hard! I grabbed Sister L's
legs, thinking of nothing else, my lower body moving rapidly, watching my penis quickly go in and out of her body
. Because Sister L was so wet, my penis was fully lubricated, making the thrusting very smooth, the penis glistening
and looking even more erotic!
While thrusting, I shifted my gaze from our point of contact to above. Since we hadn't done any foreplay,
Sister L was still wearing her top, her eyes closed, her head tilted to one side, panting. Seeing Sister L enjoying herself like this,
my own pleasure surged from the bottom of my heart, and I thrust even faster. I pushed Sister L's clothes up
, grabbed her waist, and thrust in and out of her body rapidly.
I maintained this high-speed thrusting for a few minutes, partly because my physical strength was expending, and partly because the pleasure was so
intense , I was afraid of ejaculating too early, so I slowly slowed down. I placed my hands on either side of Sister L's body and
lowered my head to kiss her. L-jie's arms, which were resting on her chest and beside her head, wrapped around my neck as I kissed her. After
a while, I felt my strength returning, so I sprang back up and began thrusting rapidly. The lubricated sensation, combined with the friction of
her inner walls, intensified the pleasure.
L-jie's reaction was equally intense; her body writhed, her hands gripping my arms, and I could feel her
hips lifting to meet my thrusts. The rapid thrusting was indeed exhausting, and it felt like I hadn't been thrusting for long before
the pace slowed down. As the speed decreased, I reached under L-jie's clothes and caressed her breasts
. Because the thrusting had slowed, L-jie relaxed considerably, half-opening her eyes and smiling at me. I stood
there slowly thrusting, smiling as I watched her, my hands constantly exploring.
A long time passed like this until L-jie nudged me and said, "Let's change positions! I'll be on top.
" Hearing L-jie's words, I snapped out of my daze and suddenly understood! I've watched so many Japanese adult films, like
the doggy style, the wax figure, the riding position, but when it came to actually doing it myself, I forgot to even try a different position! With Xiao
Q, we only ever did the missionary position, so many times, never changing it! Always
the same position, missing so many great opportunities! What a fool I am! Women really are a man's
best teachers! Newly deflowered boys should find an experienced, skilled woman to train and improve
!
So I got off L-jie, instinctively lay flat on the bed, my penis erect
and wet with L-jie's passionate fluids! L-jie straddled me, guiding my penis to
the entrance of her vagina, and slowly sat down. Her vagina tightly enveloped my penis, slowly sucking it in. The inner walls of
her vagina scraped against my penis, the pleasure spreading throughout my body with my blood – it felt so good
!
Looking at Sister L's face, a mixture of tension and relief, I felt even more relaxed! Sex truly is
the most pleasurable and wonderful thing in the world. The moment Sister L's vagina fully accommodated my penis, we both
let out a simultaneous "Oh!" Then Sister L smiled at me, a little shyly patting my chest
gently .
After my penis was fully inside her, Sister L placed her hands on my chest, her hips slowly rising and falling,
stroking my penis. The feeling down there was great too! My body was relaxed, requiring no effort at all. Watching the beautiful woman's
expression of enjoyment as she stroked my penis made it feel even thicker! Sister L looked at me,
humming a band's tune as she stroked my penis: "Thunder your society for fucking
me!"
I smiled and replied, "You're welcome, it's what I should do!" This earned me another gentle
pat !
We were both wearing t-shirts, but our lower bodies together created a rather interesting sight. L seemed to
notice this too, straightening up and taking off her clothes. Seeing L completely naked, my heart
started racing again, and for a moment I forgot to take off my own clothes. L smiled at me, stroking my penis while tearing
at my clothes. I arched my back and took off my clothes, then placed my hands on L's waist. L placed her hands
on my chest, moving up and down, eventually rocking back and forth.
L's long hair fell down, obscuring her face, so I couldn't see her expression, but
I could feel her excitement from her moans. Making love with L was so amazing! L rocked her body rapidly, her moans becoming
more and more urgent, eventually turning into sobs. I held L's waist, matching her movements, thrusting my penis
upwards .
Finally, after a series of rapid movements, L cried out loudly, then collapsed on top of me, motionless
, only heavy breathing remaining. This must be the legendary climax! Looking back, L-jie
was especially prone to climaxing when she was on top, and this position became our go-to position afterward. After her climax,
L-jie lay lazily on top of me, completely still.
I held L-jie's buttocks with both hands, lifting them up and down, while my penis pushed upward from below. I could clearly
feel the overflowing fluid at our point of contact. After pushing like this for a while, I patted L-jie's buttocks. By this time,
I had figured it out and prepared to go from behind, saying to L-jie, "I'm behind you, you can lie down!"
L-jie slowly got off me, skillfully spreading her legs and kneeling on the bed. I looked down at my
penis and L-jie's vagina; both were wet, and her pubic hair was matted together. I shook my penis and
inserted it into , all the way in! This position was even more exciting. Because of the kneeling position, L-jie
's buttocks appeared larger, and her waist appeared slimmer. Also, due to gravity, L-jie's breasts seemed
larger , making it feel better to hold them from behind. I held L's waist and thrust rapidly from behind, the impact against her
buttocks making a slapping sound. L's buttocks trembled with each thrust, making her even more excited, and I thrust even
faster .
Because L's vagina was exceptionally lubricated after her orgasm, this wheelchair position was less strenuous,
and the angle of insertion was different from previous positions, resulting in a significantly different sensation. The pleasure in this position
came more from the visual experience than entirely from the penis itself. However, L's reaction was still very strong, indicating that
this position easily aroused her.
I thrust for a long time, holding L's buttocks, but still didn't feel like ejaculating. Feeling a bit tired,
I pulled out my penis and patted L's buttocks. L very cooperatively turned over, lay on the bed, and spread her buttocks...
Her legs awaited my penis's entry. The feeling of facing her head-on was different; seeing her flushed face,
hazy eyes, and languid, comfortable expression, my penis stirred again. I knelt before her, rubbing
my penis against her opening, then slowly inserted it. This angle provided greater stimulation to the glans, resulting in
a more intense pleasure.
She had already climaxed, and I was almost done with my pleasure. Now I felt a bit tired; I wanted to ejaculate quickly and thoroughly
, then rest and see if I could do it again! With that thought, I placed her legs on my
shoulders , braced my hands on either side of her, and began thrusting rapidly, striving to ejaculate as quickly as possible.
This frenzied attack clearly caught her off guard; her lower body became even wetter, her breathing quickened
, and the sounds from her nose seductively enticed me. I concentrated all my strength on one point, wanting nothing more than
to pierce through her, continuing like this until I ejaculated. When I ejaculated, I pressed my penis tightly against L's vagina and ejaculated
all of it inside. I didn't even think about pulling out; it was just too pleasurable to control myself.
L didn't seem to mind. My penis throbbed inside her, shooting spurts of semen into
her body. I lowered L's legs, bent down, and kissed her. Waves of pleasure washed over me as I ejaculated
; I wished it could stay like this forever!
This was the first time I had ejaculated inside a girl. Before, with Xiao Q, I always pulled out just before I was about to cum
. I didn't think much about it when I ejaculated inside, but afterwards I was quite worried about getting pregnant.
What if she got pregnant? But L seemed to be using contraception; I always ejaculated inside, and there were no problems.
After I finished ejaculating, my penis slowly softened, and we both calmed down. Sister L reached for
the tissues on the bedside table, pulled out a few, and said to me, "Let me put this down first, then you can come out slowly."
I nodded, lifted myself up, and Sister L slightly raised her buttocks to place the tissues under our genitals. I slowly
pulled out my limp penis, and a mixture of my semen and Sister L's bodily fluids slowly flowed out of her vagina.
Sister L took out a lot more tissues to wipe herself, and I also took a few to clean my penis.
The smell of semen permeated the air in the bedroom, a reminder of the intense battle that had just taken place. The bed was a mess,
with sweat and bodily fluids soaking a patch of the sheet. I helped Sister L throw the used tissues into the trash can, then
lay down next to her, hugged her, and casually pulled the blanket over both of us. Neither of us spoke. My
hands gently caressed L's body. L leaned against me, her eyes closed. The
intense her, and she drifted off to sleep, not knowing when.
I don't know how long she slept, but I woke up first; L was still asleep. In the darkness, I couldn't see the beautiful girl beside me
, but my penis involuntarily hardened. I reached down and touched L's vulva; it was still wet
. My heart raced again. I parted L's legs, pressed myself against her, and thrust inside, pumping
. L groggily woke up, weakly asking, "Haven't you had enough? You're so naughty." I didn't
reply , continuing to thrust while kissing her. That night, we basically did it,
slept, and then did it again, continuing until dawn.
The next day, Sister L was so tired she couldn't get out of bed. I went out to buy lunch at noon, and then slept all afternoon
. For dinner, we went out for hot pot, and when we got
back , we had
sex again. Back then, I was young and had plenty of energy. It wasn't easy to have the chance to make love with a girl, so whenever I had the chance, I'd go all out, going all the way, several times a night, afraid that after this one time I'd never have another chance.
You all know what I mean.
From then on, whenever I had the chance, I'd come to Sister L's place, and we'd make love to our hearts' content
until the end of the first semester in 2002 when Sister L went to Beijing. But afterwards, it wasn't as crazy as the first time;
at most, twice a night. Anyway, there were plenty of opportunities, so I didn't care about going all out one night.

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