Mei waited until the boys had finished swimming practice because she wanted to catch Wu Jiang alone. Usually, he hung around with the other boys, but they had all left early and now he was with Xiao next to the dripping hose the boys used to wash themselves after swimming in the dirty pond.

I'll wait for them to come out and embarrass Xiao and when he runs away, I'll have Wu Jiang all to myself.

Behind the hill where the boys changed during practice, only Xiao and Jiang were left-and they were kissing gently, lips caressing lips, hands rubbing thighs.

"I want you," Xiao said. "I want to make love to you; I want you to be mine forever."

Both boys were fully dressed, just in case Coach Luo or one of the boys came back there. but both were hard and their firm penises pressed against their clothing. "Take it easy," Jiang laughed as he pushed Xiao away. We can't be caught in public."

"I know, but where can we meet? Where can we make love?"

"Under your house, I guess, unless you can think of somewhere else."

"Granny heard us last time. It isn't safe anymore."

"Then we'll go to the countryside. I want you, I need you, Xiao."

"I won't be able to get away until Sunday. I can't wait six more days. I'll explode; I just can't wait that-"

"We've waited this long, we can wait a few more days," Jiang said, as he kissed Xiao's neck and started to unbutton his shirt just as his own thoughts shot back at him: we cannot be caught in public. Wu Jiang stopped and quickly re-buttoned Xiao's shirt before giving him one last goodbye kiss.

"We can't do anything now, it's never safe here. Wait until Sunday. We'll find a place in the country, okay?" Jiang paused and straightened his clothing. "We must go now, but we can't leave at the same time. You go first, hold your schoolbooks in your arms, and if anyone asks why you were here, tell them you were helping me with a school assignment." Jiang winked shyly.

Xiao slowly crept out of the dressing room aware that Jiang's eyes were firmly fastened on his butt.

"What have you been doing, Stone Head?" Mei chanted, "What have you and Jiang been up to?"

Xiao stumbled for words, too horrified for a moment to remember Jiang's simple excuse as his face flushed and his palms sweat. "I've-we've been studying-if it's anything to you, Toad Face."

"Toad Face! I'll teach you to call me names." Mei lunged at Xiao, slapping him across his face, waiting, hoping he would cry.

Xiao, as always, remained calm, refusing to give her the pleasure of seeing his tears, refusing to abrogate his manhood.

"Everything Wu Jiang does is my business," Mei screamed, "and the sooner you learn that the better off you'll be. WHAT WERE YOU DOING?"

"I don't talk to face slappers or screamers" Xiao said as he turned away.

Mei, who stood eight centimeters taller, grabbed Xiao by his shoulders and jerked him around like a cat dangling from a cord. For an instant, he thought she was going to slap him again, but instead she whispered, "If you don't tell me, I'm going to kiss you!" She puckered while swooping down, trying to plant a wet sloppy kiss on his cheek.

Xiao didn't know what to do; he knew he didn't want to kiss a girl, and he knew he couldn't kiss this girl in particular-it could start a war between him and Jiang! She pressed him closer to her lips, her nostrils flaring as if she were a horse going for sugar. Instinctively, Xiao turned his face, trying to avoid her, just as her tongue slid into his ear, filling it with slobber that slowly dribbled down his neck.

Xiao realized Mei wanted to destroy his manhood, it was as if she intuitively knew he was queer and that if he didn't return her kiss, she'd tease him until the end of time. But it was too late now; she had failed to kiss his lips. She had been the stupid aggressor-slobbering a boy's ear was not the same as kissing his lips-and, if Xiao had been that kind of boy, he would have told everyone in Shuoxian. Nevertheless, Mei's moment of power was over. Xiao was already breaking away, his ear dripping with her spit, as he extricated her claws from his shoulders, almost free, but Mei grabbed his waistband. "Let me go. I haven't done anything to you." Xiao screamed, halfway hoping Jiang would come to his rescue, halfway hoping the earth would just open and swallow him.

"Stone Head," Mei screamed. "Big fat Stone Head! Go any time you want. I'm not holding you." Mei loosened her grip and Xiao fell to the ground.

Xiao fell hard on his ass, but he didn't care; he only wanted to run like the wind, away from Mei. He struggled to his feet and fled, turning his head back once to see if Mei was following and that's when he wondered if Mei would go back behind the rocks to check out Jiang-while he was alone and vulnerable. I wonder if Jiang will be okay. He's much stronger than me so she can't beat him up, but I wonder why she wanted to kiss me. Xiao fled, running faster than Jiang could swim, hoping Mei would forget this horrible moment, hoping he and Jiang would spend all day Sunday making love.

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Like a spider shooting her strand of silk at an unsuspecting prey, Mei waited for Jiang. She quietly composed herself, instinctively recovering from her hatred, focusing her feelings on Jiang. Adrenaline flowing, hope growing within her soul, claws retracted, she steadied herself for the boy standing on the other side of the rocks.

Jiang peered out, making sure Xiao was safely on his way. Once he realized he was alone, he put on his cap and headed awake from the cover of the rocks-with schoolbooks under his arm.

"I've been waiting for you, Jiang, I'm sorry you lost. Are you okay?"

"I'm fine, but you'll have to excuse me, I have studying to do and must hurry."

"Where are you going so fast?"

"I just have to be some place, that's all. Why do you care?"

"Because I have a present for you, it's something soft and sweet and delicious and I bet you've never seen it before. I know you're going to love it when you see it."

"A present?" Nobody's ever given me a present. "How can you afford to buy me a present when your family is as poor as mine?"

"I didn't buy it," Mei said, "I brought it. Let me show you."

"Okay, but remember I'm in a hurry, okay?"

"Well, it's sort of personal, let's go behind the rocks. I'll show it to you there."

Jiang's face fell, "You don't have a present, do you?"

"I have a very nice present. It's something special and I chose it just for you. I promise it'll be the nicest thing you ever saw, just follow me, okay?" Mei wiggled her hips and winked at Jiang. He had never seen anyone behave quite like her before. He was scared of her in a way, but he was also intrigued and the more she wiggled her ass, the more he became aroused. Without warning, his cock was hard again, but this time Xiao was nowhere in sight. How could I be hard without Xiao? What's happening to me?

"Come," Mei pleaded, admiring Jiang's budding erection, "and bring your friend along with you."

Jiang blushed, but he wanted Mei's present, and he wanted to know what she was hiding. Quickly Mei walked behind the rocks, glancing at Jiang one more time as he raced to be with her.

"What's the surprise?" Jiang asked as Mei held out her arms and hugged him, caressing him gently.

Without thinking, Jiang hugged her in return, rubbing his hands up and down her ass, feeling her soft round buns, holding them firmly in each hand. Then, impulsively, Jiang kissed her. He had never kissed a girl before, but he wanted to kiss Mei. He wanted to taste her, to hold her, to be with her. He touched her lips gently with lips and discovered how much softer they were than Xiao's. For one short explosive moment, Jiang held Mei in his arms, his cock throbbing against her belly, his armpits dripping in sweat, his mind racing, racing, trying to guess what secret surprise Mei held for him.

"Are you ready?" Mei asked.

Jiang's lips went to Mei's neck, kissing her more aggressively as if he'd done it all his life, tasting her exuding female scent while stroking her face. Then he kissed her cheeks repeatedly in wild thrusts of passion as his boy cock grew larger and thicker and longer and harder than it had ever done before. And then their lips met in one magnificent moment, and Jiang's seed spilled into his underwear. He was hotter than a bad dog mounting a bitch in heat and he had only one idea of how to cool off.

"Here's my surprise," Mei said, as she plunged her tongue deep inside Jiang's mouth.

Jiang forced his tongue deep inside Mei's mouth, deeper and deeper until he felt their bodies been glued together, feeling her, tasting her, wanting her. Back and forth their tongues twisted and turned as they tasted each other, making love with their tongues as Jiang's hands rubbed Mei's body-her arms, her sides, her back and furtively lower and lower until his masculine hands grabbed each of her ass cheeks, kneading them, molding them, sensing that if he could just rip off her clothing he would fuck her, fuck her, fuck her again and again with his boy dick already rampant after shooting a load in his underwear a few minutes before. He wished he could see her naked; he wanted her to be his, to enter her, to make her his.

"Jiang, where are you?" Coach Luo shouted, "We have an appointment this evening. Where are you?"

Jiang pressed Mei close to his body, silencing her with his love. "Stay!" he whispered. "Wait here!" Jiang strode toward the coach.

"Did you forget our appointment this evening?"

"No, coach, I've been looking forward to it all day."

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And as Xiao walked home, he could think of nothing but Jiang's kisses. The thoughts of the nightmares disappeared, and he could think of nothing except covering Jiang's body with his hot kisses.

We can escape to Hong Kong during the games. We can ask for asylum. Britain will take us, Britain controls Hong Kong, so Britian will have to take us. Then we'll be free, free to love and be ourselves.

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

Mei waited several minutes, shivering in her last lusty moments of romantic bliss, waiting for the coach and Jiang to leave, barely daring to peek around the rocks to see if the men were still there. Instead, she waited for the sound of their footsteps-heavy, heavy, light, light, heavy, light, heavy, light, as the big man and the boy slowly slipped into the stillness of the night.

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"What's your friend's name," Jiang asked, "and what have you told her about me?"

"Her name is Ce-Ce and I've told her you're the best swimmer on my team. She's looking forward to teaching you about sex tonight. This is your first time, isn't it, boy?"

Jiang blushed. He didn't know if he should lie or not. He had been with Feng Xiao, but that was in the past . . . already a century ago. Up until a moment ago, he had never kissed a girl, let along wanted to be with one, but now, after tasting Mei's hot kisses, he knew he wanted to fuck-he wanted to know everything there was to know about women. And then the coup DeGrace, his boy dick sprang to full attention all over again-and the coach noticed and smiled.

"I've done some things," Jiang answered.

"Well, tonight, you're going to make love to a real woman," the coach paused for a long moment, "and if you live to be a thousand years old, you'll thank me for this night until the day you die."

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Mei hurried to her sister. "He kissed me, An, he kissed me, and his trousers were wet when he finished."

"Do you think he loves you?"

"No."

"No?"

"I don't think he loves me, I know he loves me. You should have felt the size of his organ-and it was hard! For a moment, just before he kissed me, I thought I'd have to teach him everything, but he's experienced; he's kissed a lot of girls; I can tell."

"I told you he goes out prowling every night. I bet he has girls in every town in Shanxi."

"I didn't think about the competition. What can we do about that?" Mei's lips went up in a curl as she pronounced the word that.

"You're sure he came in his trousers while he was kissing you?"

"Yes."

"Then you just wiped out all the competition. You're the one for him."

Mei and An held hands as they walked home. It had been a joyous day for Mei and she wanted it to last forever.

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

Jiang sat on Ce-Ce's bed; she had already taken off her blouse and was slowly removing her stockings.

"Don't let these bother you. It's what's underneath that matters."

Jiang stared at her smooth legs as Ce-Ce continued stripping. Her skin was smoother than any he had ever seen. She was also soft-spoken and Jiang had never known a woman like that, either. Up until now, all the women in Jiang's life, other than Xiao's Granny (who was certainly not a love interest) had been loud, abusive, obnoxious females, but this woman was different, and even though Ce-Ce was too old for Jiang, she would make someone a beautiful wife. Ce-Ce reminded Jiang of an overflowing bowl of fruit: her eyes were like almonds, her cheeks like peach petals, her nose like a kumquat, her lips like a strawberry. Jiang wanted to devour her. The thing about her that he most enjoyed, however, was that she had plucked her eyebrows. Jiang had never noticed a woman with plucked eyebrows before; he wondered if it was natural, he wondered if they had grown like that-in a straight even line marching across the top of her forehead. He wondered if they had fallen out, if they ever existed, if they would ever grow back.

Jiang also wondered if Ce-Ce bathed in rose petals because her faint scent drifted through the room, inundating him with its sweetness. And, as Jiang looked at her, with his head held aslant, hoping to see her without being seen, he was overcome by her beauty, her small nose, her large brown eyes, and her tiny feet. Ce-Ce was Jiang's anatomy book and as he studied her, the larger he became.

Suddenly Ce-Ce touched Jiang's leg and his penis nearly erupted in spasms. I know I must hold back. I've already spilled my seed while kissing Mei, if I spill it again, the coach will know I am queer.

"Don't worry, Jiang," Ce-Ce laughed, "it's always rough the first time. Most men cum long before I finish."

"Really?"

"Yes, but I've never told anyone that before; let's keep that our little secret, okay?" Ce-Ce stressed the word "little" and Jiang knew that she meant something by it, he just wasn't able to concentrate long enough to figure it out. Then Jiang grinned because he knew that no matter what he did, Ce-Ce would keep his secret; she would never share the sordid details with Coach Luo.

While Jiang sat on the edge of the bed in front of her, Ce-Ce fell to her knees and began stroking his legs, rubbing his chest and kissing his muscular, but boyish body while slowly removing his shoes and trousers. Meanwhile, Jiang stripped off his shirt and spread his legs. His penis was at full attention now, all thirteen centimeters of it, and it was larger than he had ever seen it, larger even than the last time he and Xiao had played with each other. I must think about Xiao, if I want to stay hard, I must think about Xiao. The thoughts flew out of Jiang's mind faster than the birds migrated from the north. But Jiang's thoughts flip-flopped from Xiao's hot little ass to Mei's firm round breasts and from Xiao's soft kisses to Mei's moist tongue. Back and forth like a maniacal windshield washer, his thoughts wandered from Xiao's smile to Mei's scent to Xiao's cock to Ce-Ce's legs, to Xiao's face, to Ce-Ce's lips, to Mei's passionate kisses. Boy lips, girl lips, female lips, any lips, all lips. Jiang could think about nothing but lips now and his cock grew rampant as he adored the goddess kneeling in front of him. What am I going to do? Can I give her more than just my lips? Can I make love to her? Will I succeed?

Images of boys and girls merged-meshed-mellowed until Jiang could think only of sex; his cock controlling him, lunging forward, seeking its mark.

Jiang helped Ce-Ce off the floor and nudged her to the bed. Then, by sheer instinct, he inserted his cock all the way into her warm vagina, slamming it in and out, in and out, as Jiang's hands caressed Ce-Ce's ass and her face and her thighs and all he could think about was how normal, how natural all this was-this woman-Mei-Xiao-Ce-Ce, Mei-Xian, wondering, pondering, was it possible for one boy to love another boy, a girl and a grown woman all at the same time. He grinned at Ce-Ce with a look of love but also with a wry look on his face, thankful that the coach was not in this new group of lovers.

He grabbed Ce-Ce and kissed her harder than Xiao had kissed him, harder than Mei had, harder than his cock was earlier today-firm, solid, rock hard.

My arrow knows the target. My arrow knows its mark. Rubbing his hands up and down Ce-Ce's thighs, then gently stroking her breasts, then kissing her face, Jiang fucked her, pounding his hard cock deep inside her. His tongue delved deeply into her mouth as his hands rubbed her arms; he was a dog, a snow leopard, a bear; he was a man, controlling his destiny; he was a boy sliding deep, opening a brand-new door.

Jiang wanted to scream out in passion, he wanted to yell to the sky as his nuts churned and his cock slid in and out of the goddess beneath him.

Jiang slid out of Ce-Ce and collapsed on her bed. He was breathless, sweating and unsure of himself. What have I done? Was that Xiao, Mei or Ce-Ce? Or was it all three combined?

"This time, I will tell the coach. You're the horniest man I've met in years. The coach brought me a boy; but you leave a man." Ce-Ce kissed Jiang's face, chest and stomach, working her way down to his balls and cock.

"What's this?" Ce-Ce said, "Are you ready to take me again?"

Jiang laughed. His cock was hard again-as hard as the Great Wall, itself, and he was ready to mount Ce-Ce a second time and fuck her all night long, but he wanted Xiao, as well . . . and he also wanted Mei. He wanted them all-boys, girls, men and women-Jiang wanted them all!

Jiang laid back and fell asleep for a while, unsure why he couldn't fuck Ce-Ce all night long, but too sleepy to go on. When he awoke, Ce-Ce was entering the room, smiling at him.

"I can't handle you anymore," Ce-Ce laughed, "if you keep at it, you'll ruin me forever. I'll never settle for a man less than you again." She slapped him gently on his ass, "Now, go home and give me some rest." She kissed him and led him to the door, "come back soon, though, don't leave me like this, wanting you, waiting for you. Come back to me, okay?"

Jiang kissed Ce-Ce using his tongue like a pro because he was a man now and would never ever be a boy again. From now on, he would fuck Xiao or Ce-Ce or Mei any time he pleased because that's what men did.

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July 31, 1962

Early the next morning, Xiao caught up with Jiang. "I heard you went out with the coach last night. How was it? Did you have sex with his friend?"

"Yes, the coach introduced me to Ce-Ce."

"The town prostitute?"

"I fucked her."

Xiao looked as if he would cry.

"I didn't like it. I had to do it. I didn't enjoy it," Jiang spoke rapidly, daring not to think, "All I thought about was you. How much I love you . . . but we must be realists, sooner or later, we'll have to get married so we might as well get used to girls now. Don't look at me like that. You know I'm telling you the truth. Sooner or later, we have to get married."

"Does that mean-" Xiao was unable to finish his sentence, but Jiang knew him well enough to know what he was thinking.

"I'll love you to the day I die, but we must marry women. And in the meantime, we have to date girls-" Jiang paused, daydreaming about Mei, "we have to start by making out and kissing them. We have to hold them. We have to like them." Jiang's cock rose in anticipation, "We even have to learn how to love them; we don't have any other choice."

"I can never do that."

"You must do that! Xiao, we all must." Jiang didn't know what to do, what to say, "I did it because I love you, Xiao; I did it because it's something we both must do. You don't have to like it, but you must pretend to like it. If we don't pretend to like girls, we'll go to jail . . . or worse."

Xiao dropped his head and admired his shoes, studying the laces, frayed and worn. "I know, but maybe something will change. Maybe the government will-"

"Nothing has changed in ten thousand years. Nothing ever changes. We must adapt; we must play their game, otherwise they'll play with us, and personally, I'd rather play by their rules and stay alive."

"You're the sportsman, Jiang, you're the swimmer. I'm just me. I've always played by my own rules."

"Then close your eyes and think of some sweet handsome man, think of me for God's sakes, just think of something besides pussy, and do it, okay?" Jiang was exasperated now. "Listen, the guys are coming; don't cause a problem. We'll play on Sunday; we'll spend all day together, but you have to leave now, the guys are coming."

Xiao nodded.

"Hurry, we can't afford to be caught together right now," Jiang tried to shield his erection-knowing Xiao thought it was for him, knowing it was not.

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Xiao dreamt that the mole on his shoulder turned into a giant butterfly and flew north to the Great Wall where it fell to the ground, became a real mole and dug deep into the earth. Xiao felt the dirt as it flew out of the hole, striking him in the face. The mole then disappeared into a tunnel leading to a cavern underneath the wall. Then the mole turned back into a butterfly and flitted slowly down a side tunnel-

The light blinded him. It was dawn and Xiao woke before he finished his dream. For the moment, he didn't know what the mole had discovered . . . for the moment.

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In another part of the village, Sung Li slept peacefully, dreaming about the stories he'd tell his children the next day.

Just down the road, past the mulberry grove, Coach Liu entered Ce-Ce's house.

"I liked your little boy, Liu, but I prefer men. Don't bring me any more children, just yourself, okay?"

Coach Liu needed no further invitation. Within moments the two rutted in lust like elephants in heat as Liu slammed his oversized cock deep inside her, filling her, loving her, holding her.

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And in another part of the village, unable to fall asleep, Jiang played with himself, thinking about Mei, but fantasizing about Ce-Ce. How can I explain my feelings to Xiao when I don't understand them myself? How can I ever explain?


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