Sex and Love of a College Student

Two years have passed since I graduated from university, and I broke up with my boyfriend of five years. Having gotten used to life with just the two of us, sometimes I feel really lonely. In the quiet of the night, I always reminisce about the past, and I always find myself lost in those memories.
I don't like to write drafts because every memory is a bittersweet experience, so I don't want to repeat myself; I just want to write it all in one go. Also, I can't guarantee the absolute truthfulness of my account, as there are elements of artistic embellishment. I've combined many characteristics of my friends with A-Liang's, but it's a basically accurate record of my unforgettable first love.
Finally, I want to say that because of my busy work schedule, I can only write snippets at a time, and sometimes I can't write every day, but I want to share my story with all those who yearn for love. I believe that everyone will find their other half.
1.
"So boring," I kept fiddling with my pen. The teacher's long-winded speech on the podium made me want to masturbate. My deskmate, A-Liang, leaned over and jokingly asked, "What's wrong? Why are you always looking so gloomy?" "There are some things I can never say in my life," I said, giving him a disgruntled look.
After class, A-Liang pulled out a copy of *Dream of the Red Chamber* and held it up to me. "Look," he said, "Jia Baoyu and Qin Zhong are picking grass roots, comparing whose thing is bigger, and whoever goes first!" I looked up sharply and saw that his manhood had grown much larger, stretching his jeans tightly. I quickly lowered my head, cursing inwardly: Trying to test if I'm gay? No way.
The night was long and unbearable. I wandered off to the playground alone. Reaching a large tree, a figure suddenly darted out from behind it. I was about to scream for help, but I couldn't—my lips were being kissed.
Looking down, I saw it was A-Liang. I tried to resist, but he held me tightly. Gradually, I stopped resisting, wrapping my arms around his waist and responding to him.
His grip tightened, and I could hardly breathe. My lower body was itching from his penis pressing against me, and I was losing control. I kept whispering, "Spare me, I can't." He seemed not to hear me at all, forcefully pulling my hand to his jeans zipper. I couldn't bear it any longer, so I pushed him away and ran away like a madman.
Behind me, Ah Liang stood there blankly, shouting, "You must be gay, I love you, I want you."
After saying that, he had a kind of pleasure after masturbating.
The night continued, like a boy's broad chest, waiting for your surrender--
2.
The toilet is a great place, especially the toilet in our university library. The toilet is very clean and rarely used. There's an even better place, but for some reason, the lights are off at night.
I feel so depressed; the toilet is truly my paradise. Everyone else is reading in the reading room, so I sneaked in. I took off my pants and took out my penis; it's my only companion. I slowly thrust, fantasizing about Lu Yi, Huang Lei, and Chen Kun. My convulsions grew faster and faster, as if I were about to reach a state of ecstasy—
"Hey, your little brother is really big." A voice seemed to come from heaven. I abruptly stopped what I was doing and stood there, frozen. Ah Liang stood behind me with a wicked grin, his eyes fixed on my private parts. Oh God, what should I do!
Ah Liang simply walked up to me, unzipped his usual jeans, took out his penis, and then began masturbating as if no one else was around, muttering, "David, you're so handsome, with you here, my masturbation will be five minutes faster." I pulled my pants back up and was about to leave; I didn't want to see him reach his climax in a frenzied state. He grabbed me and said mischievously, "Tomorrow night, during everyone's evening self-study, you come to my dorm to find me, otherwise I'll write a 'College Student Masturbation Exposed' tomorrow."
What should I do!
3.
The dorm door was ajar, and I stood outside, having no choice but to come find Ah Liang. Inside, Ah Liang was having a long, drawn-out kiss with a girl. Ah Liang was truly a master. He kissed the girl's forehead and eyebrows first, then her lips and neck, all the way down to her hands and private parts. Ah Liang was like a ball of fire, igniting the girl and the entire room.
My heart, however, felt like it was submerged in ice water. I turned to leave. "David, come in! We've been waiting for you for ages." Ah Liang probably realized I was there. My legs felt like they weighed a ton. I slowly stepped through the door, afraid to look up, unwilling to meet their gaze. "I was just joking with you, but you actually came. Otherwise, I wouldn't have let my girlfriend come," Ah Liang said casually. The girl generously extended her hand and said, "Hello, my name is Ling." I involuntarily stepped back.
"Clatter!" The thermos next to me was knocked over. Instantly, I felt a piercing pain in my foot, and tears streamed down my face uncontrollably. "I'm sorry," Ah Liang hurriedly ran towards me. I pushed his hand away with all my might, enduring the pain, and ran out of the dormitory.
"What happened to him?" Ling looked at Ah Liang, puzzled. Ah Liang seemed not to hear anything, abandoning the dazed Ling, and chased after her.
Actually, love is a game of pursuit, and at that moment I understood that in my 22 years of life, Ah Liang's footsteps were getting closer and closer—
4
So boring! My foot is burned, I have to stay in the dormitory. I lay listlessly on the bed, randomly flipping through a book.
Someone knocked on the door. Reluctantly and helplessly, I opened the door. What appeared before me was a strange scene: Ah Liang, shirtless, with a broom tied around his waist, kneeling on one knee. Just as I was about to close the door again, Ah Liang suddenly grabbed me and said in a very gentlemanly tone, "I'm sorry, I've come to apologize. Can you forgive me?" "No," I answered, seemingly very firmly. Ah Liang suddenly stood up, made a bodybuilding move, and then said, "David, am I cool?"
I couldn't help but laugh, gently turning back into the room, and Ah Liang pulled me into his arms. I involuntarily retreated to the bedside. His captivating smile, snow-white skin, and bulging muscles dazzled me. Ah Liang's kisses rained down, penetrating my skin and muscles, soothing my soul.
Desire swelled within me like a balloon, my hands sliding down his smooth back to his waist, then further down, inside his jeans. I wrapped them around his waist, grasping them—so big, so amazing! I couldn't hide my admiration. Ah Liang, disregarding everything, pushed me onto the bed, quickly removing my clothes. I was filled with desire, but unsure what to do next. I lay there passively, presenting myself to him like a puppet.
"Are you a virgin? Have you ever used a condom? Do you know how to use one?" I shook my head ignorantly. "I'm not a virgin, will you accept me?" I nodded gently, then shook my head frantically. Ah Liang, moved, pulled me into his arms, letting me lie against his chest, murmuring, "I can't have you yet. I want to love you well until you accept me."
Desire vanished like the wind, but love descended like the Holy Spirit. At that moment, in A-Liang's arms, I felt a sense of security and peace I had never felt before.
It was so beautiful, this gentle night!
5.
During that time, I was really troubled. I couldn't be sure if Liang's feelings for me were real, and I didn't dare express my true feelings. Everything felt so chaotic.
My birthday was approaching, but I had no mood for it and no one to celebrate with me. Going to the reading room to look at some handsome guys seemed more practical. A-Liang rushed in, grabbed me, and pulled me outside. "David, I don't know where my wallet is in the dorm. Come with me to find it."
I stood reluctantly outside his dorm door, hesitant to go in. He called from inside, "David, come in quickly!" Pushing open the door, I saw a delicate cake on the opposite table, and A-Liang was dancing exaggeratedly.
Tears of emotion welled up in my eyes. For the first time, I took the initiative and gently kissed him. Ah Liang's kisses fell like raindrops, from my forehead to my hands, from my hairline to my lips. I turned away passively, his hands roaming over my body like snakes. My clothes came off, and his large penis pressed against my back, slowly and tenderly penetrating me. In an instant, I felt a piercing pain, followed by a blurry pleasure. I couldn't see Ah Liang's expression, only hear the rhythmic "slap slap" sounds.
His penis moved inside me, his hands gripping my genitals and thrusting incessantly. I felt his thrusts getting faster and faster, and I could hardly bear it anymore. Involuntarily, I went from being reserved to cooperating with his movements, until I felt a surge of hot liquid rush into my body, until my fluids erupted uncontrollably like a volcano—
this was my virginity, this was my first night.
6.
Soccer is a man's sport. Ah Liang's newly formed soccer team had already defeated several department teams, and Ling and I had become his most loyal fans.
Ah Ling is such a good girl. Ah Liang is quite unruly, but Ling is unusually compliant, tolerant, and forgiving, making it impossible for anyone to refuse her presence.
It was Saturday afternoon again, and the school's sports field was still bustling with activity. The boys had all taken off their heavy jackets, revealing their well-built muscles, and like swimming fish, they jumped onto the field, this grand stage.
Ah Liang always played left winger, and every time I asked him why, he would always say mysteriously, "Forwards are too direct, unlike me, every assist is like making love." I just couldn't do anything
with him. On the field, the boys moved back and forth like a hurricane, and Ling and I, like kites on a string, followed Ah Liang. Suddenly, he fell to the ground, and Ling rushed over without hesitation. As for me, I wanted to go but couldn't. "What am I? She's his girlfriend." I sat there blankly, watching Ling help Liang up, watching Liang limp over.
"Ouch, I got sand in my hand, quickly help me suck it out." Ah Liang held out his hand. I remained as still as a stone Buddha. Ling hurriedly reached for the outstretched hand. "No, let David suck it, he's stronger," he said domineeringly. My face flushed red, and I looked up into his eyes—full of anticipation. With no choice, I brought my mouth to his palm and sucked. While
others were still watching the game, Liang was watching me—
7.
Summer vacation arrived. I didn't go home; I couldn't leave Liang, and he wouldn't let me leave either. I packed my bags and followed Liang to his hometown—a small county town. I met his parents and sister; it felt like an ugly daughter-in-law meeting her in-laws.
Those days were wonderful. Liang carried me on the front crossbar of his bicycle through every corner of the small town. At dusk, Liang, his sister, and I would go to the street food stalls for a late-night snack.
Night fell again. Liang's bedroom was large, the walls covered with photos of Beckham, Zhang Yuning, and Qi Hong. I lay half-reclined on the bed, fiddling with an old-fashioned radio. Liang came out of the bathroom, naked. He didn't go to me, but went straight for his roller skates. "What are you doing?" I asked, puzzled. "Naked skating," Liang said with a smile.
Liang was like a sexy sprite, twirling and twisting in the room. Suddenly, he came straight at me. I opened my arms in a welcoming gesture, and his lips brushed against mine, then he skated away.
This happened several times, but I could never touch his lips. But his penis became erect, like a rosy-cheeked baby peeking out. He skated closer again, and I couldn't help but kiss his penis. He suddenly stopped moving.
His penis, like a mischievous child, jumped and thrashed in my mouth. Liang's breathing became more and more rapid, and his movements became faster and faster. The climax! Yes, the moment of reaching the climax will forever be in my memory—naked Liang, me half-lying down, the huge bedroom, the black night.
8.
"Brother, look at my new hairstyle!" Liang's sister burst in. Frozen, stopped, the sky collapsed—she saw Liang and me locked in a passionate kiss. We parted hastily, feeling lost and helpless.
That day felt incredibly long; Liang's mother, father, and sister instantly became strangers and distant. I ignored Liang's comfort and tenderness. I hurriedly packed my bags, eager to leave this place of heartbreak. Home, home, home is my warm harbor.
On the platform, Liang was resolute, kissing my hairline and earlobe as if no one else was around: "Wei, wait for our school reunion, wait for me." There was no answer, no reaction; I boarded the train.
Suddenly, in front of everyone, Liang took off his shirt, struck his usual athletic pose, and shouted at me, "Wei, am I cool? If you are, wait for our reunion." Tears streamed down my face. I couldn't bear to watch any longer; Liang was crying too. For the first time, I saw him shed tears.
The car roared away, and love is really just a game of pursuit. Liang and I drifted further and further apart in that pursuit. --
9
Summer vacation started, and the days flowed by like water. I kept avoiding Liang because I couldn't forget the looks in his family's eyes. I wondered how Liang was doing.
Ling came to me crying, saying, "Liang hasn't spoken a single word to me since school started." "Let's go for a walk!" I suggested. Ling obediently followed me. We went to the wisteria tree where Liang and I often went, and there Liang was, sitting there blankly.
I hesitated, unsure whether to go over or back away. Liang looked up and saw Ling and me. I said awkwardly, "Liang, you and Ling should make up. Stop making a scene." He looked at me with sharp eyes, as if trying to see into my soul.
"Come with me," Liang called to me in an unquestionable tone. I left Ling behind and silently followed him to a quiet corner. Liang reached into his neck and forcefully tore off the jade pendant, saying firmly, "If you break up with me, take back this one you gave me. I've always carried it with me and never lost it."
We looked at each other, gently embraced, and gently kissed, kissing away the past, kissing away the sorrow, and kissing away Ling's existence.
10.
Love is shown through actions, so make love often. This was Liang's famous saying, and that climb of Mount Tai was no exception.
To see the sunrise, we set off from the foot of the mountain in the middle of the night. The cold night, the steep path, our hands tightly clasped—Liang and I embarked on an unprecedented experience.
Finding a place to rest, Liang opened his down jacket and let me hide in his arms. I closed my eyes, my face pressed against his chest, gathering the courage and strength to climb the mountain. Liang's hand went from my buttocks to the front, unzipped my pants, and slipped inside. In response, I became erect.
His hand moved, stroking my penis. I heard my own heartbeat, and even more so, I felt his. My hand, as if in revenge, slipped inside his shirt, wandering to his chest muscles, gently caressing and kneading them with the delicate and earnest touch of playing the piano. Liang's penis grew harder and harder, pressing against my rear.
The night was cold; our breath seemed to freeze instantly. We warmed each other like a raging fire. Hot liquid shot out instantly, flowing slowly down the back of his hand, cooling, and solidifying, transforming into supreme love.
Before dawn, we finally reached the summit, finally saw the sunrise. Liang quipped, "Without the encouragement of making love just now, I probably wouldn't have reached the summit!"
Love is something you make!
11.
A persistent low-grade fever, continuous diarrhea, and a 10-pound weight loss.
"Do I have AIDS?" I asked Liang in alarm. "It's okay, we haven't slept with anyone else," Liang said confidently. Confusion, searching for books, crying—I walked on the edge of collapse like a fool.
"Give me a kiss," Liang's lips instinctively moved towards me. I quickly turned my head to the side and hurriedly explained, "I'm afraid I have AIDS. What if I infect you? Let me go to the hospital for a check-up first." Liang slumped to the side, looking dejected.
Looking back, it's laughable. I actually suspected I had AIDS, actually went to the hospital for a checkup, and even had one of Liang's high school classmates checked. His classmate seriously asked me, "Are your sexual partners monogamous?" Good heavens, I was mortified. Liang secretly squeezed my hand, then casually said, "Absolutely monogamous, he's just too suspicious." Liang's classmate jokingly said, "How do you know David is monogamous?" I was speechless; I really couldn't take it anymore.
The results were all normal. Absence makes the heart grow fonder. The restraint during the checkup process led Liang and me to frantically try to recoup the losses of those few days. From night to day, a whole night of tossing and turning, no rest, no sleep—the feeling of exhilaration was truly exhilarating.
12.
Reunion is fleeting, separation is forever.
Graduation was approaching, and all my classmates were busy looking for jobs. Liang and I, however, were waging a final struggle before the death of our love. We made a wish at the temple, hoping to be husband and wife in the next life; we went to the beach to wade in the waves, letting the sea bear witness to our love. We raced against time until the day before graduation.
I burst into tears, sobbing in Liang's arms. "I want you." This was Liang's usual signal of love. I waved my hand in refusal, feeling nothing, no interest.
He stubbornly pulled out my penis, and I lay numbly on the bed. I leaned down and skillfully put it in his mouth. Sucking and licking had become a regular routine. Like a pregnant woman about to give birth, I writhed, moaning, and swaying in pain and pleasure on the bed.
The exhaustion after the climax. "Your fluid tastes like disinfectant." "You drank it???" I asked in surprise. Liang said emotionally, "You can't have my child, so I drank your fluid as a memento, as our shared masterpiece."
Tears welled up again. Only this time, it was the final tribute to our love.
In conclusion,
for various reasons, Liang and I worked in neighboring cities, going to work, sleeping, living our lives—everything seemed so ordinary in the vast sea of people. Love didn't end with graduation; it's just that we're all growing up, living not only for ourselves but also with responsibilities. Until one day, Liang called: "Wei, I'm getting married. Don't you want to ask me why?" "No need. Life has many unavoidable but necessary responsibilities; I know." From then on, I never called him again, because I knew the responsibilities a married man should bear.
I just want to ask, Liang, are you doing well?

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