bad friends

"Xiao Yan, do you know, that Pei'er from our college is really amazing. I almost died. That big ass, and those breasts, they're so soft when she touches you. And her skills, they're simply eye-opening... Hmph, your girlfriends definitely don't have as many tricks up their sleeves as her. Did you even listen to me?"
It was Ahui who spoke.
"They definitely don't have her skills. She's quite famous in our school, we don't dare touch her.
What, you want her as your girlfriend?" This was Qin Feng, a senior a year ahead of us.
"That's right, we slept together at a cheap hotel yesterday."
Ahui said excitedly.
"She didn't charge you?"
This was another senior, Zhou Fan.
"Claimed money? No."
Ahui asked doubtfully.
"Aha, then you've got potential. She's a well-known prostitute in school, she works part-time every weekend. She didn't charge you, maybe she really has feelings for you. Hahahaha..."
Qin Feng said.
"Huh? There are really people in school doing this kind of business outside?"
I stopped playing with my phone and asked.
"Of course, university isn't like you imagine, full of all sorts of people. You guys have matured a lot since you first came in last year, haven't you?"
Zhou Fan said. "Okay, I'm going to check on the shop now."
Thinking about it carefully, it's true, we're not as naive as we used to be. It seems Ahui is about to experience another failed relationship; this is his 100th failed relationship yet. Judging from his mood, he seems a little unaccustomed to it.
Scenes like this often played out in my university life. Our dorm room, consisting of four people, was all from the sports college, and we all lived together very well.
Zhou Fan, the oldest, a local, was a senior in teacher training. He ran a billiards hall off-campus and basically only came back to the dorm on weekends to keep in touch. Zhou Fan would always secretly take pictures of pretty girls in the billiards hall for us to admire, in exchange for keeping an eye on his graduating class and letting him know if there were any urgent matters.
Qin Feng, a junior, was a homebody from the north, also in teacher training. He spent all his time in his dorm watching porn and playing games, ruining the physique he had built up in his younger years. He's really good at games, always teaching us tricks, and his requirement is that we bring him food often. This nerdy guy…
Ahui, a sophomore, full name Feng Hui, comes from the mountains, everyone calls him Ahui, sports major, soccer. He
exercises every day, either playing soccer with someone or challenging someone to a gym, he has muscles like sweet potatoes, but unfortunately, his love life is always unsuccessful. Every time he confidently goes looking for a girlfriend, it's like watching a classic comedy.
Xiao Yan, a sophomore, that's me, sports major, running, good at interval training and hurdles. In their eyes, I'm not a good student because I always spend a lot of time on my studies. But there's one thing they're very unhappy about: I always go out alone on weekends to find girls, and I never give them any information, so they can't get anything out of me. Actually, I have my reasons.
Zhou Fan is working at his little shop again, Feng is still reading novels at the computer, Ahui is smoking with a dejected look on his face, and me, it's time to go out and find girls again.
As I left the dormitory building, I hadn't walked far when I heard a voice calling me. I stopped and looked over; it was Pei'er, the one who had just hurt Ahui's feelings.
"What's wrong?"
I asked.
"I heard you go out to see girls every week?"
Pei'er asked.
"Ahui said that? Don't listen to rumors, they're just joking. I'm going to the street."
I was secretly shocked, thinking, how could Ahui have sold me out like that?
"Didn't Ahui tell you about me?"
Pei'er asked.
"What is it?"
I said.
"Looks like he forgot. Actually, I wanted to ask you for help. I heard you're a good student... I'd like you to help me write a short paper on running. Of course, I'll help you with your problems. How about it?"
Pei'er said it casually, but I was very surprised. This was a blatant transaction! University life is truly unpredictable.
"Don't be so surprised. Actually, this kind of thing happens a lot on campus. Some are just boyfriends and girlfriends; my method is just a little special."
Pei'er explained.
"You're really something else. But I really am going to the street."
I pushed her away and prepared to leave.
"I heard you're a good student. Ahui told me yesterday. Since you need it, why make excuses?"
Pei'er blocked my way again.
"Ahui? No wonder. You planned this all along, didn't you? But I really don't want that. If you want me to write your essay, consider it a favor!"
I was speechless at having a roommate like Ahui; he was such a double agent.
"Okay! You'll definitely come looking for me again. It's due next week..."
Pei'er demanded.
"I know, I'll give it to you on time. Bye!"
My heart was racing. Pei'er's ample figure was indeed as Ahui described, quite alluring. I hadn't been with a woman in a long time, so I couldn't help but glance at her a few more times, my heart pounding. I quickly fled.
There were so many couples out on the weekend, and countless pairs of girls on campus. Watching those petite girls flitting around their boyfriends, I couldn't help but feel a little wistful. No wonder Ahui wanted a girlfriend so much; it was indeed enviable. I'm a bit of an oddball, but it's fate, and I can only accept it.
Passing the university gates, I entered a small alleyway onto a popular commercial street, what people often call "the decadent street." It was packed with people, various food stalls bustling with activity. Some students living off-campus were still in their pajamas in restaurants, while others, fresh from a sweaty day on the sports field, crowded around the beverage machines. This bizarre scene was one of the unique features of the university.
Continuing on, the crowd thinned out until only the cicadas' chirping remained. Reaching the main road, I saw an upscale residential complex. Due to the high prices and its distance from the university, few university students rented here, but some did. For example, wealthy students, who all owned cars, preferred this place because it was away from the hustle and bustle and comfortable.
"Yan, why are you so late? I've been waiting for you for ages!"
Before I even reached the complex, I heard a familiar voice calling me.
"Lin'er."
Following the voice, I saw a lovely girl looking at me expectantly.
She wore a long, dark shawl, and a pair of bright yellow flip-flops rubbed against her adorable little feet, shimmering golden against the surrounding gray background. The shawl draped down to her knees, not concealing the fair skin of her round little legs, and her long brown hair couldn't hide her lovely little face.
My arrival filled her beautiful face with a smile, and she skipped and hopped towards me. The summer breeze ruffled the corners of the shawl, and a shell-shaped bikini was faintly visible beneath it, making me feel a little hot-blooded, almost causing me to have an erection.
"Why did you come out dressed like that?"
I quickly ran over, pressed down the swaying shawl, and asked somewhat reluctantly.
"Weren't we going to the beach? I was too lazy to change, so I just put on this shawl and came out. I always do this. Besides, I washed my underwear this morning."
Lin'er pouted at me.
I followed her finger to the balcony of the tenth floor, and sure enough, it was full of black and white underwear.
"Ah, didn't you see? That security guard over there has a nosebleed. You should think about others too, and not interfere with their work, right?"
I hugged her tightly and pointed to the security guard staring intently at the parking lot toll booth not far away.
"Hehe, let him be envious!"
Lin'er said mischievously.
This lovely girl is my girlfriend, my secret girlfriend, named Su Lin. She's the same age as me, a music student, and sings exceptionally well. Her voice is very alluring, and she's also very attractive. Lin'er grew up abroad and only returned to China with her parents when she went to middle school. The petite and cute Asian features combined with foreign dietary habits have given Lin'er a particularly great figure. However, our relationship needed some secrecy, and this was my little weekend secret throughout my year of university, which I had never told anyone.
"You've been back for so long, how come you still can't shake some of your foreign habits? In China, you need to be more reserved, learn to protect yourself, and not be as casual as you are abroad."
After Lin'er and I got in the car, I gripped the steering wheel and patiently lectured her.
"How is this casual? I think it's just sexy, there's nothing indecent about it!"
Lin'er pouted and retorted, opening the sunroof to let in some fresh air.
"Don't go out again, you're wearing a bikini there!"
I seemed to see right through her.
"I know that, even abroad, no one displays their bikini on the street."
Lin'er made a face and started singing. And so, to Lin'er's high-pitched English songs, without even turning on the CD player, we happily drove to the beach.
This time I breathed a sigh of relief; some very sexy girls started walking around outside the car. This time, Lin'er's crazy antics wouldn't seem so unbelievable. After I retrieved the folding chair and sunscreen from the back of the car, Lin'er, that worrisome little devil, disappeared again. But I wasn't worried. Although Lin'er's personality was shaped abroad, she was exceptionally good at self-protection, and it was generally difficult for bad guys to trick her.
I walked around the beach for a long time before finally finding her. She was standing under a large parasol, discussing something with a chubby middle-aged white man in a thick Texas accent. Perhaps the white man thought her accent was truly authentic, perhaps he thought Lin'er's curvaceous figure had a Western flair, or perhaps his eyes behind his sunglasses were lewdly admiring her bright yellow bikini.
Lin'er talked to him for a long time, and finally, the white man shook his head, smiled, and walked away. "What were you talking about with that foreigner?"
I asked curiously.
"He wanted to compete with me for this position, but unfortunately, he's no match for me,"
Lin'er boasted smugly, which was truly typical of her personality.
I unfolded a folding chair and let Lin'er lie down on it, then helped her apply sunscreen. At that moment, many unfriendly and envious glances were cast my way. It felt a little unpleasant, but didn't you notice, I'm actually quite good-looking... it's just that no girls were admiring me.
The scorching sun, the beautiful women walking around, and the supple skin under my fingers... Before long, another small tent appeared on the long beach. Although it was small, I could still see it if I looked down. Although it was uncomfortable to bear, I still found it quite amusing. After all, Lin'er was wearing sunglasses and lying comfortably in front of me, which was much better than a year ago.
Back then, Lin'er and I were high school classmates, and I knew nothing about her background. She sang exceptionally well; her high-pitched voice and wide vocal range were captivating, and she had many admirers at school, but unfortunately, they were all only attracted to her looks. One day, by chance, I was practicing rhythm by the school track, unconsciously tapping my feet. Lin'er noticed, and her enthusiastic personality became the catalyst for our acquaintance.
I told Lin'er that my father was a sports professional, but unfortunately, he was injured at a young age, so I inherited his dream. However, I didn't like sports at all; I loved music. But I couldn't go against my father's wishes, so I chose hurdles, a sport that emphasizes rhythm.
Lin'er was curious about my background, and she enjoyed being with me, saying she could see the charm of rhythm and power in me. My piano playing also earned Lin'er's applause, and she often defended me, saying that if I had grown up abroad, I would definitely have become a great pianist. Our
shared interests and feelings brought us together, and we applied to the same university. After receiving our acceptance letters, we went to each other's homes, and that's when the tragedy began. Lin'er didn't hesitate to explain my ideals to my father, saying that making me pursue a career in sports was burying talent, and she even accused my father's dream of being selfish.
This enraged my father, and he couldn't hide his anger at Lin'er's offense. When he learned that Lin'er and I were studying at the same university, my father asked his classmate, now the vice-leader of the college, to keep a close eye on me. He even warned me that if he heard I had a girlfriend at school, he would make me drop out and go back to his training program.
From then on, I had to hide my true life at university and be a secret couple with Lin'er.
Lin'er supported me in pursuing my dreams, and every weekend she would have me secretly go to the music academy to practice piano and give me theoretical guidance. Our relationship continued, and Lin'er specially rented a small apartment in an upscale neighborhood some distance from the school. Every weekend, I would come there to receive my reward...
As the scorching sun gradually subsided, my memories faded, and I got up to prepare for my return journey. At this moment, a "click" sound made me look over, and I saw a long-haired photographer randomly taking pictures of Lin'er lying on the folding chair next to me.
I was a little annoyed, walked over, and questioned him, "What are you taking pictures of here?"
"Taking...no pictures!"
The photographer looked rather thin in front of me and said timidly.
"Give it to me... what is this?"
I snatched the camera, switched to the viewing menu, and saw Lin'er's alluring figure bouncing on the screen. Her prone position made her buttocks particularly seductive, and the photography skills were breathtaking. The backlit bikini was almost imperceptible, especially alluring. I don't know when, but I suddenly got an erection. This damn photographer just took so many pictures. Why do I have such a strange feeling?
"Delete them, delete them all."
To cover up my inner turmoil, I hurriedly deleted the photos from the camera.
"There are others in there... you can't delete them like this..."
The photographer rushed over to grab it back, but I pushed him down.
"What? Yan, why are you hitting me?"
That's how girls abroad are; they only stand up for what's right, not for the person. Seeing me push the photographer down, she, who had just woken up, began to uphold justice.
"He's taking pictures of you randomly."
I said angrily.
"It's nothing! He took my picture to prove I'm pretty good, that's why he took it! When I was little, white girls often cried because they didn't get any attention..."
Her words left me speechless, once again unable to respond.
"This... I... never mind, I was wrong, I'm sorry."
I was at a loss for words after Lin'er's words, so I could only apologize to the photographer.
"This girl is so sensible. Give me back my camera! Here are a few Polaroid photos, although they're not that good, you can keep them as a souvenir!"
the photographer said.
Lin'er took the photos, said thank you, and happily looked at them. I felt bored, so I joined in. Wow! Those photos were also quite erotic, and I shamefully got an erection again. And so, although Lin'er and I had some differences in our lifestyles, we still had fulfilling and happy weekends.
When I drove back to the neighborhood, it was already dark because of the traffic. After escorting Lin'er back to her cozy little apartment, I smiled mischievously at her and said, "Today was really enjoyable, but there's still one small problem."
"What time is it? Don't stay out so late, or your dad will tell. I don't want a long-distance relationship, you know, I can't handle it."
Lin'er's blushing face was full of reluctance, but everyone knows some things can't be done: "Hehe, don't be upset, there are still a few sexy photos of me here, come on, take them back and take care of yourself!"
"That's not good for your health..."
I still lingered.
"You know it's not good for your health. It's just to satisfy your craving, I don't want you to masturbate, you hear me?"
Lin'er commanded slyly.
I had no choice but to return to my dorm with a hint of regret. My roommates looked at me with confusion.
"Were you doing this on purpose? You know I just broke up with my boyfriend, and you still deliberately stayed out so late."
Ahui was the most dissatisfied, but how could he hide his ugly face?
"Come on, tell me the truth. Was the girl particularly energetic today? Why did it take you so long to get back?"
Ahui asked sharply.
"I ran into that Pei'er..."
I was a little annoyed at not getting any affection, so I didn't want to answer him and tried to change the subject.
"What? You really would rather miss out than let go. You, you... you... Didn't I just break up with my boyfriend? And you went for it, you're not a true brother."
Ahui rushed over to hit me before I could finish.
"What are you thinking! She asked me to help her write her thesis. You like this kind of thing, but I don't."
I retorted.
"She's not a prostitute. They started joking around, can't you tell? They were deliberately mocking me. Actually, she just changes boyfriends all the time."
Ahui was a little dissatisfied, but he had finally calmed down.
"Ahui told me that Pei'er wanted to ask you for a favor. He didn't dare tell you because he was afraid you didn't have a girlfriend and would take the opportunity to steal his new girlfriend, Pei'er. Unexpectedly, Pei'er intercepted you halfway. This woman is really something."
Qin Feng watched the show from the side. Ahui's little scheme was exposed, and he felt embarrassed, silently leaving the dormitory.
Today was supposed to be a happy day, but so many little incidents had happened, making him feel utterly miserable. It was all because of Pei'er; he'd had bad luck first thing in the morning, so I asked senior Qin Feng about Pei'er.
"Pei'er is not someone to be trifled with. She's in our year, and I think she's even older than Zhou Fan. She's had all sorts of boyfriends before. She wanted a scholarship, so she dated a student council member; she wanted clothes, so she dated a rich student; she wanted good grades, so she dated the class monitor… Basically, she always had an ulterior motive when she was with a guy, and no guy could tame her! It's all because of her bombshell body; poor Ahui actually fell for it."
Qin Feng recounted this story often found in the newspapers with an air of certainty.
"There really is such a thing? Then I'll just help her write that paper; a woman like that is not to be trifled with,"
I said sullenly.
"You're smart; it's better to stay away from her,"
Qin Feng told me.
A little while later, Ahui returned with three bottles of beer, handing one directly to me and saying he'd misunderstood me. Qin Feng also had a bottle; Ahui was thanking him for chatting with him all day. Actually, while I was only in the dorm, he could have spent many days with me…
"Xiao Yan, where did you go all day? You're back so late,"
Qin Feng asked.
"Went to the city, shopping!"
I replied casually.
"Ah, you finally decided to find a girlfriend? Didn't you say you were going to focus on your studies in college and not find one?"
Ahui said.
"No, just went to relax by myself."
After saying that, I reached into my pocket to get my keys to open the beer, but unexpectedly, those few graphic photos, which the little devil had somehow slipped into my pocket, slipped out.
Ahui, who hadn't believed my excuses to begin with, had sharp eyes like a surveillance camera, grabbing the photos before I could, while Qin Feng leaned closer. The two of them stared wide-eyed, speechless for a long time.
"Look, these are fresh photos, no Photoshop. That figure, it's fucking a masturbation weapon..."
"It's really hot. Too bad it's backlit, can't see clearly... You little rascal, so you went to the beach to take these photos, that's so far, no wonder you're only coming back now."
"Hey, we've only seen one!"
I stepped forward and snatched the photo back while they weren't looking.
"You little rascal, so secretive, so you go out doing this every week, taking these photos to masturbate with?"
Qin Feng swallowed and teased.
"Yeah, yeah, look at Fan Ge, he always brings them back for us to admire, how can you be so stingy? Here, take the beer back."
Ahui also teased.
Now I was completely at a disadvantage. What should I say? Say this is my girlfriend, you bunch of perverts? Then it won't be long before everyone knows, sooner or later it will reach the ears of the school leaders. At that time, my dad won't come to take me back and personally train me. For Lin'er, for our ideals, I have to endure it.
"I ran into a photographer friend, and he thought I really liked these photos, so he gave them to me..."
I explained quickly, a thought flashing through my mind.
"You always seem to run into good luck! Here, buddy, take a look."
Qin Feng reached out his hand; this time, I couldn't refuse.
For some reason, when I handed them these hot photos of my girlfriend, I felt a surge of excitement—probably vanity! Watching them admiring my Lin'er in the photos, occasionally muttering "Damn, she's got a real perk," my heart pounded, and I even felt aroused. I opened a beer, and for some reason, I enjoyed their lecherous gazes. Even Qin Feng, who had seen countless online beauties, couldn't resist, his eyes narrowing into slits.
"Snap!"
The lights went out—it's a school rule, strictly enforced. I hurriedly went to get the photos back, but Qin Feng, taking advantage of the darkness, climbed directly onto his bed, completely ignoring my request. I quickly rummaged through the drawer for a flashlight and shone it on Qin Feng on the bed like I was shooting a criminal, shouting, "Qin Feng, this is shameless! These are the photos I brought!"
"You're so straightforward. Lending them to me for one night won't cost you anything,"
Qin Feng said.
"No, you can't have them all to yourself. I need to masturbate too,"
Ahui chimed in.
"You just had sex last night. For your health, I won't give them to you,"
Qin Feng said, his mouth really sharp. It seems watching porn can improve one's eloquence!
I stood to the side, listening to them talk about masturbating, and felt a little expectant. You can only look at these photos to vent your frustrations, but I've truly enjoyed that beautiful body. You can only ever envy me!
At this moment, Qin Feng picked out a photo, inserted it into his genitals, and stretched out his empty hand. Damn it, he's a real pervert, putting my girlfriend's photo under that thing. I don't know which one it is, but the stimulation in my heart is getting stronger and stronger, and I even want to know which one it is.
"Forget it, go to sleep, Qin Feng, I'm warning you, don't make a sound!"
Ah Hui could only use such empty words to vent his helplessness. I certainly couldn't fall out with Qin Feng over this, nor could I directly say that it was my girlfriend, so I could only turn off the flashlight and go to bed to play on my phone.
To be honest, Qin Feng is usually a nice guy, but he likes to provoke. My guess was soon confirmed. He made "hmm...hmm..."
sounds from the bed next door, holding a phone with flashing text in one hand and Lin'er's explicit photos in the other, his shadow moving up and down and left and right in the darkness. This scene made my heart flutter. I didn't know if it was anger or stimulation. I only knew that my breathing was a little rapid and my body was trembling.
"Damn it, you did this on purpose. Do I want to sleep or not?"
A pillow flew past my eyes, and Ah Hui on the other side was the first to attack.
"Ugh... ah, damn it, it's all your fault. I couldn't hold back. What a waste, I wasn't even satisfied."
Qin Feng was also annoyed by his premature ejaculation.
"You sit there masturbating all day, and now your body's failing you, and you blame others. Don't even mention studying sports when you go out in the future, even an elementary school kid could probably beat you."
Ahui was also very straightforward, directly pointing out his weakness. Of course, there were only the three of us in the dorm, and everyone knew each other well.
"Alright, alright, here you go, as long as you don't mind the mess."
Qin Feng took out the photo from his lower body, along with a few others, and threw them on the table under his bed. Seeing that Ahui didn't move, I wanted to get out of bed to get them, but I was trembling and couldn't get out, and I couldn't even speak properly.
After resting for a while, and waiting until they were all sound asleep, I got out of bed and used a flashlight to find the photos.
I saw a faint white liquid covering one of the photos. It seemed that Qin Feng's body really wasn't in good shape; he masturbated too much, and his output was really low. I wiped away the disgusting liquid with toilet paper and saw the picture of Lin'er's buttocks, which looked incredibly alluring in her prone position. So he wanted to do it from behind! The excitement subsided, bringing me back to my senses. I gently took the photo to the bathroom and burned it with a lighter.
The next day, I explained: "To maintain a friendly atmosphere in the dorm, I burned that nasty photo." Qin Feng was a little disappointed, and Ahui was a little annoyed, but what was done was done, and there was nothing they could do. I originally thought this incident was just a one-off occurrence, but later I realized that handling such secret relationships is really not so easy.
Afterwards, I suddenly felt a little lost, but I couldn't explain why. Just as I was still feeling hot and couldn't fall asleep, my phone beside my pillow vibrated. It was a message.
I opened it; it was a picture of flesh-colored flesh, but unfortunately, I couldn't make out what it was. I kept shrinking it until I realized it was a piece of buttock flesh. A few stray hairs jutted out from the edge of the image, encased in black fabric. One end of the fabric was damp, and some white, pasty substance seemed about to ooze out—a truly wicked image.
Who would be so bored as to send me such a picture to tease me at this hour? I didn't recognize the number; it was probably some kind of pornographic ad. I hate these kinds of scams; they're just trying to rip me off… And so, I drifted off to sleep.

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