Date: Sat, 13 Jan 2001 07:07:48 +0800 (CST)
From: fzw@china.com
Subject: Beijing Story 1-5

         It is probably fair to say Beijing Story is the most widely read
on line gay fiction in Chinese. It has become a classic, a standard and an
inspiration. Whether you are gay or not, you cannot help but to be touched
deeply by it once you start reading.  For the original Chinese version, go
to www.gztz.org and browse through their literature section.

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         Surprise! you heard the rumors. Now it is a fact. Beijing Story is
being adapted into a motion picture by a Hong Kong movie studio. The major
characters are said to be played by students from the Beijing Motion
Pictures Institute. Commercial success is widely anticipated due to its
popularity among readers, both gay and straight. Many people think it is
simply a beautiful love story. Go check here for the script and the latest
on the movie in the making.

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          It is with great pleasure that we introduce to you the English
translation of the Beijing Story.

			       Beijing Story

			    By Beijing Comrade



Chapter One

   Three years have passed ..... Three years ago, I dreamt of him coming
back every night. I would keep asking him in surprise and amazement, "
Didn't you die? Aren't you dead?" Three years later, I am still dreaming
the same dream. What's different is that I keep telling myself in the dream
now it is nothing but a dream, until I wake up.
      The weather in Vancouver is so pleasant, always sunny with cool
breeze, unlike Beijing's sandy wind and humidity. Every morning when I wake
up, I ask myself at a loss "where is this place?" Looking at the beautiful
maple leaves wavering in the wind and the young woman sleeping beside me --
my new wife, I let out a sigh, lie down and continue my recollections in
the dream ....
      I used to be sort of a playboy -- child of a high-ranked government
official but the well-educated type. After graduating from high school, I
got admitted to the Chinese department of a famous university. At my
sophomore year, I started a medium-sized business with a few friends. Upon
graduating from college, I managed to get a sizable loan and established my
own trade firm. Business was terrific especially the deals with eastern
Europeans nations. Five years later, backed by my influential dad and also
due to my own wisdom, the firm accumulated over 100 million yuan. I was 27
that year.
     I never thought of getting married then. I did not have a steady sex
partner, either girl or boy. I began dating girls from my freshman year. I
still remember the first girl who went to bed with me. She was two years
senior to me, a beautiful little woman with eyes neither too big nor too
small, black and long eyebrows and a lovely straight nose.  The two dimples
when she smiled would arouse my desire to bite her. Our first time happened
in my bedroom. On that day, we skipped classes. I asked the maid out and
led the girl into my house. She appeared excited. We started kissing. Then
I tried to feel under her dress. She seemed not to care and kept kissing me
back devotedly. When my hands moved on to her breasts, she finally wrinkled
her eyebrow a bit and hesitantly tried to push me away. My heart was
pounding fervidly and I was unable to control myself. Her refusal seemed to
have given me extra incentive. I murmured rubbishes like "I love you" and
"I'll marry you" and hurriedly stripped her dress and my own trousers. I
raised her legs and attempted three or four times to put my manhood inside
her but only succeeded with her guidance. Pitifully once inside I was at a
loss as to what to do next and ejaculated. The girl cried. Don't know it
was for joy or for sorrow. I thought all girls would cry after their first
time.
     It was not until a year later when I became experienced in sex that I
got to know that I was not her first, perhaps not even her third or fourth.
I began to shuffle girls around me frequently. The biggest headache for me
was not how to score girls but how to get rid of them. I was kind of tired
of these chicks, who pestered me on the issue of getting married with
nobody but me and sticking to me for the rest of their lives. For a while I
was scared of women. It was at this juncture a big brother in the "circle"
introduced to me a boy, who was a singer at a bar. I thereby started a new
way of having fun.
     It has been a while. I cannot recall his name. But his image is still
vivid. He was very white and kind of cute. He was said to be in his
twenties, older than me. But he looked only 18 or 19. (It is a bigger taboo
to ask the age of a boy than that of a girl when playing this game.) The
only drawback about him was the few "beauty dimples" on his face. We met at
the bar he worked for. I ordered two songs by him. He was pretty talkative
but also a little shy. After the bar was closed, we went to his house.  He
kept talking with me on the way, which made me appear to be a bit
passive. It was apparent that he was very attentive and tried hard to test
my response.
     His house was not bad. It was a one bedroom, one living room flat with
a few furniture. The cleanness of his house reminded me of the filthy
eight-men dorm and my own "dog nest".
    "My parents prepared this for my marriage." He said with a smile and
fixated his eyes on me.
     "I need to take a shower first. The bar smells heavy with all the
strangers. Do you want to..?"
  "I'll wait a moment!" I sounded a little impolite. In fact I was trying
to hide my fear. It did not occur to me that it was more difficult going to
bed with a boy than with a girl.
     In no time he emerged from the bathroom, only wearing his briefs. He
was in good shape. I didn't notice that his hair was still dry. He seemed
to have changed in just a few seconds and began to shut up and gently feel
me all over. He slowly stripped my shirt off and kissed around my whole
body, his hands moving on my trousers. I dared not breathe but got
genuinely excited.
    Didn't know why I still sat there rigidly. He seemed to have noticed
too. He then paused, raised his head and looked into my eyes tenderly but
helplessly. God, I had never been stimulated like this before. He raised
all my desires and feelings: affection, pity, impulse of conquering even
cruelty. I abruptly pushed him to bed and felt all over his body. What a
body it was - young, smooth and resilient, completely contrary to the
softness of women. He helped me take off my trousers. My ugly thick
erection appeared to jump out when my briefs were stripped. He smiled.
   "So big?" He began to work on it with his mouth.
   I kept breathing heavily and uncontrollably closed my eyes. This was
sooo thrilling! I had asked girls to do this to me but they were all
reluctant. They either stopped right after a few attempts or their teeth
touched my penis uncomfortably. He was still sucking my penis in all
directions while stroking his own.
    "I'm coming" I shouted.
    He did not release himself and added his hands to my and his own
penises. I could not hold any more and shot a huge load of sperm. I had
never been so thrilled - no obligations, complete enjoyment.
    Shortly afterwards, I noticed his manhood was still hard. I felt a
little sorry but I did not want to give him a blow job in return. However,
he did not seem to care and patiently put one of my hands on my softened
penis while one of his hands was shifted to his anus. He started stroking
there and was getting excited. His muscles appeared to be trembling up and
down, accompanied by women-like moans. Another hand of mine joined to help
him stroke his anus. He kept shaking his body, moaning, breathing heavily
until he exploded.
    Afterwards he told me I was the sharpest boy he ever slept with. His
other "friends" had better skills but he felt more joy to play with
me. Didn't know why I was not glad to hear that compliment. It made me feel
that I gave my virgin body to these "old woman" and "old man". I decided to
make up the loss immediately and play more. With the playing mindset and
the increasing cash at hand, I had no trouble scoring a long list of
"playmates" until I met Lanyu.

    At the age of 27, I seemed to have achieved everything I desired in
life and I was very arrogant. Besides business I spent all my time mingling
with friends or lovers. That particular morning, after a somewhat
successful business negotiation, I was wondering about what to do at night
when Liu Zheng came in. He was associate director of the general manager's
office. We kind of grew up together.  "Hey, I saw the Russian boy leave
unhappily this morning." He smiled at me.  "He wanted more free-rides from
me. He is limited in his skills in bed. I should not spoil
him. Incidentally, I'm going bowling tonight at the 'Imperial
Capital'. Want to join me?" I asked carelessly.
    "Why don't you invite Hao Mei? She called me this morning and said
hello to you."
     "Forget it, buy her a bag or something for me. Don't let her call me
all the time."
    "Bored again?" Liu put on a canny smile. "Let's be serious. I met a boy
the other day at the World Trade Center. He just came to Beijing this year
for college. Seemed helpless. Interested?"
     "Don't mention it. I am fed up with both boys and girls now. Why can
you always hook up with those kinds of people? Are they clean? It's
sickening." I said with a smile.
     "He is pretty pure. Absolutely not form the "circle". Just turned
16. Freshman in college. I guess he needs money really bad. He would not
say anything. Anyway he is hungry for money."
     "Could he be a crook? Might be a construction worker from another
province. Aren't there many crooks like that in Beijing now?"
  Liu did not quarrel with me on that and we moved on to discuss the newly
hired Russian interpreter being not honest. Liu is two years older than me
but we graduated from high school in the same year. From the elementary
school to junior high we were classmates. In senior high school, we were
still in the same school. But I was at the Social Sciences class while he
studied at the Natural Sciences class. He was not as lucky at the college
entrance exam and ended up at a Normal college. After graduation, he did
not want to be a poor high school teacher. So he came to me for
help. Although I did not need physics teachers, I treated him as an old
friend and offered him the associate director's position. There's no
concrete task for him to take care of. I just need him as an
informant. Besides I need him to find "fun" for me. What I like the most
about him is he is clever and loyal. Moreover, he is easy-going and not
envious. Besides he is very decent in sex but can tolerate my being
indecent.
      "Alright, this is it. I'll go look for you at the `Imperial Capital'
tonight." He said and was about to step out.
      "mm ..Bring the kid with you if you feel he is OK."
      "All right." Liu smiled.
     "What do you plan to say to him?"
     "I'll just tell him General Manager Chen needs company. I know how to
hint to him. $1000."
      "So cheap! He'd better be clean."
     "Take it easy. He is 100% virgin. He might fear you are unclean."
     "Fuck your uncle." I cursed with a smile.


Chapter Two

     I have always been fond of the bowling room at the 'Imperial
Palace'. It is spacious, not very crowded and more importantly it hardly
attracts low-end customers. Keeping me company that particular afternoon
were Wei-Guo and Sister Zhang, who was well-connected and on very good
terms with me. Seeing me looking at the entrance Sister Zhang asked:
     "Who are you waiting for?"
     "Liu Zheng, and the son of a big brother from another province. The
boy just came to Beijing for college."
     "You sure kept your hands full." She laughed.
     At about 6 or 7, Liu came, followed by the boy, who looked not too
tall and ordinary looking, judging from where I stood. I suddenly felt
disappointed and cursed Liu secretly.
     "Sister Zhang. Wei-Guo."Greeted Liu.
     The boy stood at a far distance, his eyesight never leaving Liu.
     "This is General Manager Chen." Liu turned around and introduced the
boy to me.
     "His name is Lan Yu. Lan is a last name rarely heard of."
     "How do you do." I smiled and reached out my hands.
     "How do you do."Lan Yu shook my hand nervously.
     I will never forget the moment when our hands touched, he raised his
eyes and looked at me. In his bright eyes, I saw concern, uneasiness and
doubt. He was not smiling at all, unlike what I was accustomed to. His face
was not too white but clean. He had a delicately pretty face and a straight
nose. His mouth was closely shut. There seemed to be no expression on his
face. My heart jumped wildly all of a sudden. That was an impulse I had not
expereinced in a long time.
     However, I was not a kid any more. So I looked away from his staring
and turned to the other company who were busy bowling. I asked the boy
carelessly:
     "Do you like bowling?"
     "I don't know how."He seemed to have a Northern accent.
     "You are from the North?"
     "Yes."
     "He may not have had dinner yet." Liu whispered to me.
     "Good. I have not had mine either."
     "Sister Zhang. I've found something to do. I must take my nephew to
dinner. Or my big brother will scold me for mistreating his son. You want
to join us? My treat."
     "I'll stay out. You have fun yourself."
     I always felt she meant something else between the lines. But who
cares?
     We drove to the 'Country Brother' Restaurant because I had a reserved
private room there.
     The restaurant was spacious, well lit and splendidly
decorated. Unfortunately the Cantonese food served there was not too
tempting but beat Italian and French cuisine easily.
     "How old are you?" We hardly talked on the way, until we were seated
in the dining room.
     "16, almost 17."
     "Why did you go to school at such a young age? I remember the year I
entered college, I was almost 19."
     "I started elementary school one year earlier and skipped one more
year later on." He was still not smiling and kept his eyes on me while
talking, with a look of a well-educated kid. The blue in his eyes almost
made me lose my control. I was busily picturing pushing him onto bed.
    "How do you like Beijing so far?"I shot out my words like bullets.
    "What?"His face blushed. I could tell he had trouble understanding my
Beijing dialect.
     I laughed. "I could not understand a word by the Beijing men when I
was first here. Just like you. Their pronunciation is too vague. It is
sickening." I was actually using the words of my college roomate Fang Jian.
     His mouth moved slightly, just passed for a smile, although with a big
effort.
     He quickly finished two bowls of fried rice. The side dishes were not
touched at all. I could tell he was really hungry.
     "You are a construction major? Good choice. You will be rich. I used
to have two friends majoring in construction. They started drawing designs
in the junior year of college. They were so rich that they made us Chinese
majors very envious." As we walked out of the restaurant, I kept talking
with him.
     "Which school did you go to?"I asked.
     He did not respond, his eyes staring at the elevator door. I was kind
of surprised. He did not appear to want to answer the question. Could all
he had said be truth? Based on my past experience, it was highly
impossible.
     We did not speak inside the elevator. It occurred to me that I took a
girl from the foreign languages institute here half a year ago. She was not
a virgin but new to the money girl business. I did not lack experience
seeking prostitution. But this was my first time with a boy with money
involved.
     It was not until then that I noted that he was wearing a dark blue
cloth pants with a white round-collared T-shirt. Simple but clean. Only his
pants were kind of short and very used. Also, I found out that he had been
observing me, not neglecting a tiny movement of mine.
     Once we were inside the hotel room, he looked even more nervous. He
just stood at the entrance like a stick.
     "Make yourself at home. This is a flat. The outside is dining room and
guest room. The inside is bedroom."
     Lan Yu was still standing at the entrance.
     I turned on the TV and handed the remote control to him.
     "Watch some TV. They have many cable channels ." I stopped and stared
at him.
     "It's up to you. We'll call it quit right now if you don't feel like
it. I never force others to do something they don't like. It'll be fine
with me just having a meal, chatting and making friends with you. "I
smiled.
     He took the remote control , his worried eyesight falling on my face
and turning away hurriedly.
     "I, I will watch TV."
     "Do what you like. I have been out the whole afternoon. I need to take
a shower." I entered the bathroom.
     July in Beijing was hot and humid. The days are very long. It just
turned completely dark at 9. I was sitting on the sofa in my sleeping gown,
contemplating how to score him faster. He was in the bathroom. I ordered
two glasses of wine, sweet but powerful after drinking. I then inserted a
porn movie into the VCR. Everything was ready. I couldn't help being a
little nervous.
     He stepped out of the bathroom, wearing the big light blue sleeping
gown, (I always had brand new sleeping gowns ready in my closet here.) his
wet hair disorderly spread over his forehead.
     "Want some wine? It's good when you are tired." I passed a glass to
him.
     He took the glass and still stood there, seemingly at a loss.
     "Sit down."
     He seated himself and secretly let out a breath. On the TV screen a
beautiful naked white girl was licking the cunt of another girl, who was
moaning wildly and stroking her own tits.
     He seemed to be shocked at what he saw.  He sat there motionlessly,
his hands tightly grasping the glass. I knew it must be his first time
watching a porn movie.
     "Have you dated a girl before?"
     "Have you dated a girl before?" I repeated myself as he did not
respond.
     "No." Judging from his voice I could tell he had lost his focus.
     I turned around looking at him. His face was reddened. He looked very
disoriented. I gently put my hands between his legs and started to stroke
on his crotch. His body stiffened. His cock was as hard as rock.
     I turned off the TV. He turned to look at me, lost but shyly. I
disrobed myself, exposing my strong and smooth body. His eyes never left me
while I was disrobing.  I lowered my body and took time to take off his
sleeping pants. He gently swallowed his saliva. His penis was neither too
big nor too small. But his body was not fully developed yet, like that of a
teenager, a little skinny. I started giving him a hand job. Then I laid him
down on his back on the sofa, our eyes looking into one another all the
time. I then licked and felt all over his young body.
     "Let me know if you feel uncomfortable."
     He looked at me with no refusal signal in his eyes. I knew I must be
extra tender and considerate doing it first time with a virgin, either a
girl or a boy. That will leave them an unforgetable experience and they
will obey orders later on.
     I moved my mouth to his and began tonguing his lips. His mouth was
rigid in the beginning but quickly became cooperative. Honestly, his body
did not attract me that much then. Rather it was his clean virgin body that
got me genuinly excited. It reminded me of my own past. You may call it
self-love and self pity. Besides, his eyes were the most unforgetable.
     I kissed his face and body wildly, my hands constantly stroking his
penis and the neighborhood of his balls. He seemed to have entered the
state of excitement. His eyes were wide shut. His breath were getting
heavier and heavier. All of a sudden he reached out and groped my arms and
uttered a low moan. He ejaculated. He looked depressed.
     I sort of wanted to laugh. I didn't expect him to come so fast.
     That night we made love two more times. The second time I gave him a
blow job. He returned the favor the third time. And we climaxed together. I
didn't ask for anal sex. Because it was not time yet.
     Maybe because of the effect of the alcohol, maybe because he was too
tired or too young, he quicky fell asleep afterwards. Looking at his young
handsome face I knew I owed Liu Zheng a big meal after all.
     The next morning I woke up early. I had an appointment with heads of
the Construction Bank's loan department regarding a loan of 50 million
yuan. Realizing that Lan Yu was still fast asleep, I did not bother to wake
him up. I ordered a breakfast for him and left a note saying that he was
welcome to come to me through Liu Zheng when I could be of any help and
that he should leave after he had the breakfast. I left two thousand yuan,
one thousand more than I promised. I intended to leave three grand but on
second thought I was concerned to spoil him.
     "When did you leave this morning? The kid was still sleeping?"
     "Yes. What's up?"
     "The hotel called and said they found one thousand yuan in the room
and a note."
     "What note?"
     "He said he took one thousand as a loan. He will repay you later. He
also said he wants to see you again."
     I paused a moment, wondering what to say.
     "Ok. I'm busy right now. Let's talk about it when I'm back."
     Turning off the cell phone, I began to get the feeling that more was
yet to come between me and the boy.


Chapter Three

     Hao Mei should belong to the white-collar pretty girl type. She works
at a sales department in a joint venture. I only like two kinds of girls:
college girl like Hao Mei is one of them. I hate the types of singing stars
and models. They ask for more but are not fresh and vulgar. As for boys, I
prefer the artistic type, those playing with music or paintings. They
mostly do it for the money or for the thrill. Of course it is a thousand
times more difficult to find the right boy, let alone high quality ones.
     What attracted me the most about Hao Mei was not her pretty and funny
appearance, nor was her clever and sensitive brain but her well-developed
butt. Unlike most oriental girls, her butt was round, thick and smooth and
always stick out even when she was walking.
     Almost all the leaves had dropped to the ground. It was not even
November yet. I was fast asleep in my quilt on Sunday morning, one of my
hands on the hip of Hao Mei. The telephone suddenly rang loudly. I
struggled to open my eyes and picked up the phone. It was Liu Zheng.
     "Are you fucking sick or what? Why are you calling me so early?" I
murmured vaguely.
     "Early? Look at your watch. It's almost 12."
     "What's up?"I became a little impatient.
     "Lan Yu called me this morning and said he just finished his
mid-term. I guess he started to miss you." Liu got a little impolite too.
     "......"
     "You forgot already?"
     "I know. Ask him to ...." I looked at my watch. "wait for me in front
of 'Country Brother' at 2."
     Off the phone, my fatigue suddenly went away and I got very excited. I
began to put on my trousers.
     "Who was that? You will go out?" Hao Mei looked at me on the bed.
     "Get up fast. I have an emergent matter to take care of in the
afternoon. Let's go to lunch first. " I threw her her dress as I said.
     "Anything serious?" Hao Mei got nervous.
     "No. It's business. But I have to go in person."
     Hao Mei did not ask more. She knew her limits.
     The front lobby of 'Country Brother' was quiet at 2. There were only a
few tables of guests there chatting. At around 2:20, Lan Yu walked in. He
looked a little different from last time. I waved to him, which he noticed:
     "Sorry I'm late." He did not explain further.
     "How did you come here?"
     "By bus." His pronunciation improved a lot.
     "I am still not completely familiar with Beijing yet. I took a wrong
transfer." He added.
     I began to size him up more closely as we talked. Quite to my
surprise, he grew taller in just four or five months. And he was not as
skinny as last time. Moreover, he was not as tense and nervous as last
time.
     Although still not smiling, he was on the verge of smiling for
sure. One thing had not changed - his eyes. Still worried and uneasy.
     " Go take a taxi then in the future. I'll pick you up if I have time."
     He did not answer.
     "How do you like your school so far?"
     "Horrible. Everyone is the best in high school days. Now everyone can
be at the bottom. The competition is intense and secretive." He finally
smiled as he spoke. That was the first time I saw him smile. It was
genuine, splendid and sweet.
     "Don't give yourself too much pressure. Take it easy as long as you
are able to keep up.  How is the school dining service? " I have one
strength, that is I can always make people feel I am considerate and
honest.  For this reason I made many friends and "playmates".
     "Good food. All Northern style dishes. The steamed buns are big. The
noodles are not as tasty though."
     "Ha." I laughed. "Don't buy noodles at school. They always put the
noodles in water before cooking. I remember having half pound of noodles
once and ended up in the toilet five times afterwards. And I became hungry
at 2 p.m. But honestly, I've been to many colleges. NU is not the
worst. The worst is CU."
     "I am from CU." He said proudly. He looked to be telling the truth.
     I was a bit surprised. Has he been telling the truth all the time? Is
he really a college student? And a good student? I still doubted about
that.
     "Where did you come from? Did you have lunch?"
     "Not yet." He looked a little embarassed. "I had a tutoring job in the
morning. For fear of being late, I came directly from there."
     I didn't know why he always had surprises in store for me.
     That time our love-making was very involved. When we were having
lunch, we kept staring at one another. If he were a girl, I would have felt
him right there. Having finished the meal in a hurry, we rushed to my
room. Both of us got a little impatient.  As I stripped him, I tried to
catch my breath:
     "What took you so long to come to me? I miss you to death."
     "School just started. I'm too busy with school work. I have been
thinking about calling you, but I'm afraid ..." His voice was trembling.
     The almost crazy impulse when two men make love cannot be compared to
heterosexual love. He could not unzip his flies which I helped and in no
time he was naked in front of me. His smooth brown-colored skin was full of
resilience. His wide shoulder, narrow hip and a typical upside down
triangluar body shape thrilled me to the extreme. We started kissing,
stroking and giving blow job to one another. I tried to gently thrust my
finger into his anus. His body trembled, but he did not push me away. He
was still wildly kissing me. When my finger penentrated a little deeper, he
shun away abruptly and stopped kissing me. I took another look at him. The
dreamy blue reappeared on his face. I resumed kissing on his face and
murmured to his ear:
     "I really like you. I will do whatever you like."
     That worked as magic. He got more excited. I came with the help of his
mouth work. Then I helped to give him a hand job and he quickly shot his
load too. After the shower, we laid down again. This time he did not fall
asleep immdiately. We started chatting.  I asked him not to call me General
Manager Chen, but just Han Dong, meaning defending Chairman Mao. I told him
a little about myself. He seemed pleased and relaxed to listen to it. I
felt I needed to explain something to him.
     "It is fate that we got to know each other. But you are too young. I
feel a little guilty. In fact this is nothing in the West. But here I can
be prosecuted.  Well, we need to be discreet. This is just between you and
me. Don't let others know. Besides, voluntary is the nature of this
game. We will be together if we get along. We'll quit when there is no
feeling any more."
     He listened carefully but did not speak a word.
     "Matter of fact, it is too embarassed to play with someone you know
too well." I laughed and kind of hinted. He was sort of like the kind of
girl who just fell in love. I was afraid he was becoming too serious.
     I asked him out and did it with him two more times after our second
time together. Every time it felt just great.  But I still made no progress
on bed with him. I really did not want to force him into anything.  The
greatest fun involved both parties feeling great.  I was patient and got
more interested because of his reluctance to try new things. He never asked
for money from me. Nor did he talk about himself. I did not ask either. It
was Liu Zheng who asked him for me whether he needed money. He said he was
fine for the current semester. With the scholarship and money from two
tutoring jobs he could survive.
     One day after we finished love making, I pointed to a big pile of bags
in the closet and told him they were clothes I bought for him. He answered
without saying thanks. The follwoing morning he woke up at 6 and said he
had a class at 8. I said I would drive him to school. He said no
thanks. Buses are fast enough. I asked him to take the clothes I bought for
him. He hesitated a bit and picked a pair of jeans and an overcoat.
     He put them on and said he would leave the rest there
temporarily. After he left, I did not go back to bed. Once in the company,
I informed the secretary and Liu Zheng to tell Lan Yu that I was not in if
he called. I was feeling lucky I did not tell him my cell phone number.  In
December, I went to Cheksolovania on business. I did not want to go. (I
hate to fly. For this reason many of my friends call me country man.) Well,
I went there anyway. Because I was fed up with Beijing. I dumped Hao
Mei. Her fat butt reminded me of the ice cream bars I liked and later got
sickened in my childhood.  Although she hardly quarrelled with me, it took
more efforts to dump her.  I stayed in Checksovania for six days and signed
the contract. After settling with the customs, I did not return
immediately. I wanted to have some fun there, but were concerned about the
sanitary conditions. I was very careful about that.  Later I decided to try
my guts and fly to Hong Kong individually, having sent everyone else home
first.  It was not until January that I came back to Beijing.
     I did not forget Lan Yu. But nobody mentioned him to me. That year the
Spring Festival came late. Towards the end of January everybody was busy
preparing for the celebration.  Noticing students and workers from other
provinces heading for the railway station with small bags in their hands
and bigger bags on their shoulders, I talked to myself: It's probably time
for Lan Yu to go home to celebrate the Chinese new year too.


Chapter Four

     "I ran into Lan Yu a moment ago."Liu Zheng added carelessly after
reporting business to me.
     "Where?" My heart jumped suddenly.
     "You must have known Liu Hai-Guo. He started a business at the North
Village.  The kid is working for him."
     "Strange. Why didn't he go home for the holiday? Did he see you?"
     "No. He was helping to assemble computers."
     "Did he call you lately?"
     "Fuck. At least 20 times."
     "What did he say?" My eyes became a narrow line as I spoke.
     "He just wanted to talk to you. Nothing but that. " Liu laughed as he
saw me laugh. "You're fucking playing with him, right? I thought you are
bored already."
     "I'l l go find him right away. No more playing." I laughed even
harder. I didn't tell Liu why I "played" with Lan Yu.  In fact, I myself
didn't know why.
     Liu Hai-Guo was busy dispatching his fellows to move and assemble some
smuggled computer parts. I didn't greet him and started looking around once
inside the store.
     "You want to buy a computer, sir?" a young guy greeted me warmly.
     "Just take a look. I'll discuss some business with the owner later."
Seeing that I was not an ordinary customer, the guy did not dare to chat
with me more.
     "You mother fucker had better watch out. Where are you moving it? Do
you know how to do it?" A typical Beijing ruffian was cursing.
     "The owner told me to move it here." It was the voice of Lan
Yu. Although his voice was low, he was very insistent. This was the first
time I saw him argue with someone.
     "Just leave it there. Move the other box over too." Liu Hai-Guo
ordered.
     "Stupid." I heard the ruffian murmur.
     Lan Yu took a look at him and silently turned around for the other box
when he saw me. He was taken aback in a few seconds and then smiled.
     "You two had better hurry to open the boxes. They are blocking the
pathway." Liu impatiently urged Lan Yu and another boy with glasses to do
their job. When he turned around, he saw me.
     "Brother Chen. What took you here? Long time no see." He immediately
put on a smiling face.
     "I brought you business. Interested?" While I was chatting with Liu, I
was also secretly observing what Lan Yu was doing. He was busy but looked
over to my direction from time to time. He appeared to be excited.
     After a while, I turned to say goodbye. Liu was puzzled. He did not
know what I was up to. I felt it was so funny. Before leaving the store, I
hinted to Lan Yu with my eyes and pointed to the dark blue BMW parked
across the street.
     About ten minutes later, Lan Yu ran up to me and quickly sneaked into
the car.
     "I was afraid you may be gone by now." He was still breathing hard.
     "I just passed here for business. I am free now." I felt like a
hypocrit and went on to ask him:
     "You are moonlighting here? Don't you want to go home for the
holiday?"
     "I have decided to stay, together with a classmate. He is from
Hainan. It's too far away.  The train ride will take longer than the
holiday. So he didn't go back."
     We did not talk to each other for a while.  I broke the silence and
changed the topic.
     "Did you ask for permission from your boss to come out here?"
     "I did. He said no. I told him I had an emergency. He then started
calling me name. I said I quit. And here I am." He smiled happily. I smiled
too. He added:
     "Beijingers seem to be hot tempered and look down upon people from
other provinces."
     "Are you talking about me? I am a Beijing native after all." I laughed
harder.
     "I remember you said you are from outside of Beijing." He said
seriously.  An old saying suddenly came to my mind that "don't lie in front
of kids". I could not help laughing loudly and did not comment on his
remarks.
     Just as the car was about to leave the North Village, Lan Yu stopped
me.
     "Could we go to my school? I need to get changed. My 'uniform' is too
dirty."  That was a nylon cotton coat. It was indeed very dirty.
     "Cars are allowed in only through the South Gate. Do you know how to
get there?"
     "NU and CU are neighbors. I spent four years here.  How can I not
know?"
     The campus of CU is big but not as scenic as NU. I parked the car in
front of Dorm 8 and he hurried inside. I was puzzled. He really is a
student here. He is not a liar. If he doe not want me know something, he
just keeps silent. It is rare to get to know people like him nowadays.
Compared to him, 95% of what I said was lies. But so what? As the saying
goes, no cheating, no business.
     When he reemerged, he looked like a completely different person. A
pair of loose jeans was matched with a greyish blue overcoat, with front
buttons untied. The out-turned collar and sleeves were deep
coffee-colored. This was exactly what he wore when he left from my place
last time. He appeared to have washed his face. There were still water
drops left on his eyebrows and hair on his forehead. I had to squeeze the
steering where and suddenly felt swollen.
     "I dare not wear this at school. I would look too different from
others. One a foreign student approached me in Japanese when I was wearing
this."
     Like before we made love wildly. We kissed, hand jerked each other,
exchanged blow jobs and then ejaculated respectively. Afterwards Lan Yu was
lying on his side on my bed, watching the gay movies I just obtained from
the USA. The two handsome young studs were making love in full swing. I
handed him a drink. He raised his eyes, looked at me and asked:
     "Are you angry with me because I did not take all the clothes you
bought me?" His voice was apologetic.
     "You think I'm still an elementary school student?  Is it worth my
being angry?" I tried to hide my true feeling by laughing if off.
     "I did it for just one reason. I am afraid you would think I come to
you just for the money."
     "I never though like that." He was so pure that I was lost for words.
      He turned back to the TV sceen, still lying on his side. I moved a
bit to get the lubricant at the pillow side and applied a lot on my own
penis and some inside his anus. His muscle trembled slightly.
     "It felt a bit cold there. His back was facing me as he spoke.
     I hinted that he should raise his upper leg a little bit. I tried to
thrust my penis inside him. It was quite hard to do it in this
position. But he had been lying on his side. I did not want to ask for too
much at a time. My "fellow" just went in about an inch and slipped out. On
the screen the younger guy had been fucked so bad he was moaning
wildly. Lan Yu turned his face to me, looking strained and excited. I asked
him to spread his legs and kneel at the bedside with his shoulders tugged
low. This is the easiest position for me to do him and it looked a little
degrading, especially for a first timer. I slowly moved my penis inside
him. He grasped the bed sheet firmly, not letting out a single sound. When
I was completely inside him, he grasped even firmer and moaned so quietly
that it was almost indetectable.  It felt great! The reaction was not only
from the sex organs. I was deeply touched and almost driven wild by his
bearing it painfully. I wanted to grind in and out as slowly as I could so
as to ease his pain. However, I was so carried away by the feeling that I
could not help shouting:
     "Ah ... I've been missing you everyday. I miss you so much, so much!
This is fucking ..." I could care about nothing but fervently thrusting in
and out. Even with the lubricant it was still very tight. One of hands
subconsciously got hold of his "fellow" and helped jerking him ... ...
     "Mmm ... " He was making the sound of depressed excitement again. I
suddenly felt my hands wetted and his penis violently trembling. My God! He
came before me. I then could not stop shooting my load.
     I was certain he did not dislike anal sex. He was just feeling that
his self-esteem as a man was harmed, just like a girl losing her virginity,
maybe even more disheartened. I began to like him genuinly. Anal sex is
simply one of many ways to make love. It is very common among gay men. Did
he understand this?
     This boy was too pure, too silent and too intraverted.
     It was almost the Spring Festival. Every employee of mine could not
focus on the job. I was sharing their sentiment. Lan Yu was with me almost
everyday.  We did not stay in the hotel all the time. A steady male
companion tend to arouse suspicion. I took him to one of my residences at
the 'Temporary Village'. It was a two bedroom, one living room
apartment. He liked it and said he felt more at home there than in the
hotel. I often took him with me when I was out for fun. But there were not
too many fun places in Beijing. We mostly went to the hotels that
facilitate disco dancing, Karaoke, bowling, 'massage' and swimming. I had a
wicked idea deep in my mind. I would teach him how to indulge in the
luxurious lifestyle and fancy it and consequently his 'pride' would vanish.
     He was still moonlightling the two tutoring jobs. He told me the kids
were children of his teachers at CU. He had made promises. Quiting would
make him lose face.  I urged him not to look for other odd jobs any
more. He hesitated but consented silently. What was he thinking about? Did
he have enough for the next semester?
     "I thought you are Monkey King, who was born by jumping from the rock.
" I was curious about his family background.
     He smiled reluctantly: "My mom died a few years ago and dad
remarried. I don't want to see the step mother. Nor does she like to see me
home."
     "How is your dad doing?" I wanted to know more.
     "He is doing all right. The three of them are fine. I have a
three-year-old sister ..." Reappeared in eyes was the touching and deep
worry, as if he was recalling something. He stopped right there.
     On the Chinese new year's eve, I insisted that he come to my family
get-together party. This was risky but I really cared for him. My family
was friendly to this 'younger brother of a friend of mine', especially my
mom. She was warm-hearted, kind of like me. My two younger sisters were
hypocritic and cold, like my dad. Lan Yu later told me he did not expect
the warmth from a high-ranked government official's family like ours. I
told him that was because the big daddy had lost his power and became
useless. But he said I still should be satisfied.
     It was almost 12 midnight. Fire crackers were beginning to produce a
lot of noise outside. As I was watching Lan Yu and the husband of the
eldest younger sister light the fire crackers, I talked to myself: they
would have killed me if they had known my relationship with Lan Yu.


Chapter Five

     I was lucky from the beginning of the spring that year. First I made
some handsome money in business. Then I got to a know and befriended a
high-ranking official who I could depend on doing business with in the
future and would definitely brought me a brighter future. In addition I
aquainted with a drummer.
     School had started. Lan Yu became busy again. He would come to me once
a week.  I gave him a deposit book with 20 ,000 yuan before the semester
started. He looked at it and said:
     "I still have 600 left from the 1000 I took from you last time."
     "Don't be too frugal. Be in a spending mood whenever you feel like
it." I paused to say:
     "Just treat it as a loan to you. Repay me after you graduate. The
interest is high though." I joked.
     He took it reluctantly.
     "Fuck. He's sick." I secretly cursed.
     The drummer was by the name of Zhang Jian. He was OK looking but
absolutely top of the line in terms of his skills in bed. I was very
willing to accept him. He would even gladly went to take the physical exams
at my request.
     He would like to put on some light makeup before doing it. He
particularly liked to put on some velvet-colored eye shadows. I did not
like that part to be honest. I like man because he is a man, and I like
woman because she is a woman.
     But Zhang Jian did not go farther to be sickening. He also liked
darker environments. He showed double sides when performing the
act. Sometimes when he was well into the situation, he would stare at me
tenderly and flirt with me. He would lick me with his tongue and looked as
tender as a pool of still water. He would let me do whatever I wanted to
him, stroking, nipping ... It was really thrilling. He would lick every
inch of my skin and straighten up my public hair with his tongue. It did
not hurt at all. It just felt wonderful.  Then he would suck my balls into
his mouth, his teeth never touching my balls. He would flirt with his
tongue and then move to my prick. He could swallow my whole long and thick
pride in one endeavor . What a hot throat he got! He would patiently play
with it up and down. Every time I was in his mouth, I would not stand too
long and would push him away before I came.
     However some other times he was as wild as the insane. We would keep
changing positions. I seldom did blow jobs to him. But he would rim the
neighborhood of my anus that made me ticklish. I hate to be fucked and this
unreciprocal habit hurt quite a few "partners". Fortunately, Zhang Jian did
not care. He preferred to be fucked. Everytime we finished he was always
kneeling in front of me with his back facing me and his hip raised high to
greet my "fellow".  I would have a strong desire to conquer. Fucking a
woman is nothing. I could dominate a man also like eating a piece of
cake. I liked Zhang Jian's expression when he climaxed. He would never
constrain himself. He would moan, shout, speak incomprehensible words,
sweat wildly and jerk hisbody constantly.
      "Fuck me! Fuck me to death!! Oh Yeah!" were his favorite words.
     If he happened to get hold of any of my body part, he would pinch it
so hard to make it bleed ... until he came. I had a special sense of
achievement when he did that to me.
     In the morning, I woke up still sleepy and noticed Zhang Jian staring
at my body with a smile. My body was covered with his lipstick prints. He
was fond of putting on burgundy-colored lipsticks and then kissing me all
over.
     "You fucking pervert." I yawned.
     He would act immediatly like a spoiled child and collasped into my
embrace. He told me that I was great in bed and that it was even better
than playing drums. He also said musicians who had no such experience would
not produce good music.
     "Bullshit." I ridiculed privately.
     Towards the end of April, I began to miss Lan Yu dearly for quite a
few days. When I could wait no more I called to his dorm.  (I wanted to
equip him with a cell phone, at least a pager. But he did not like to be
that flashy at school.) It took him five minutes to answer the phone. But
he said he would have his midterms the following week and that he would
come on the Saturday after the exams. I was kind of disappointed. I was not
used to being refused.
     .....
     "This position looks exciting. Let's try it tonight." Zhang Jian said
to me pointing at the TV.
     In the movie, a boy on top was trying to sit on the asshole of the boy
at the bottom. What a difficult move!
     "I went to inspect the drum set. It was terrific. It was German
import." Zhang Jian continued. He had been asking for a set of drums worth
4000 US dollars. He asked for a lot of other stuff from me before,
including a car, which I had not agreed.
     The door bell rang. It probably was the dinner delivery guy. Zhang
Jian ordered two Western dishes. He worshipped the West and would eat only
Western food. I really didn't know how tasty the food could be.
     "I'll get it." Zhang Jian headed for the door casually wearing only
his sleeping gown.
     "I'm here for Chen Han-Dong." It was Lan Yu's voice.
     "Fuck." I was taken aback. Putting on an overcoat I hurried to the
door.
     Lan Yu fixated his eyes on me. There was no anger, just confusion.
Zhang Jian deliberately glanced at Lan Yu despisingly, turned to give me a
shot of smile and headed back to the bedroom.
     I wanted to push Lan Yu to the outside and talk to him with the door
closely shut from behind.  But I also tried not to lose face. He was still
standing there while I was inside.
     "Why did you come now? How come you did not call before hand?" I
sounded like scolding him.
     "I told you I would come the Saturday after the exams." He said every
word clearly.
     "You should have called anyway." I completely forgot but tried to
sound as if it was his fault.
     "It didn't occur to me ... You are busy. I'll go back to school." He
hesitated a moment and left.
     I intended to pull him back and explain something but did nothing
after all. That night I could get hard no matter what. Zhang Jian ridiculed
me for not scheduling my activities properly.
     After no contact for a month, I could not stand it any more.  I did
not ask for Liu Zheng's help either. I was not sure why. I just did not
want to get others involved. It was Lan Yu who called first.
     "How are you?" I had to grasp this chance to win him back.
     "Not bad." He had learned to speak Beijing dialect.
     "Are you feeling OK?" I asked tenderly.
     "Yep!"
     "Still busy with school work?"
     "Not really."
     "I have been concerned about you ..." This was true, but I meant to
touch him by it.
     "... ..."
     "Is the summer break coming up soon?"
     "Yes."
     I felt I needed to make some progress and could not hang up just like
that. So I shut the office door and lowered my voice:
     "I miss you dearly. I have never been like this before. I told you to
trust your feelings. You may be disgustful of me. But I ..." I sighed, "We
can at least be good friends. You don't have a home here. I took you home
once. I genuinly treat you like a younger brother." I exaggerated a bit.
     He kept quiet but did not hung up. I went on to say:
     "I am living at the 'Temporay Village' alone." I lied.
     I told him I would be home at 6 that night. He did not commit himself
and said a schoolmate was waiting for his turn at the phone. He then hang
up. I was not sure he would show up or not but headed for the 'Temporary
Village' early anyway.
     He came at around 7, looking just like the first time I saw him,
stern-faced and worried. He entered the room and sat on the sofa.  We were
both feeling self-conscious. I was calculating how to relax him. So I sat
on the sofa too, searching for ice-breaking remarks.
     He reached one of his hands over for mine. Without looking at me, he
concentrated on stripping me. He acted too abruptly that I had trouble
reacting to it. Subconsciously I glanced at his bulging crotch.
     Having taken off my clothes, he began silently kissing me all over. He
then raised his head, his eyes full of expectations and questions.  I could
not control my impulse any more and violently embraced him and kissed him
madly. I had never been so excited kissing someone like this before. I
could hardly see anything. We kissed for a long time that we were almost
suffocated. I also began to lick every inch of his skin, which sent forth a
light smell of soaps and a body smell only young man had.  I wanted to feel
him but my hands trembled too much. So I could only tightly groped his
shoulders in an almost rude manner. I sucked him on his penis. He silently
enjoyed it, his eyes closely shut. I paused a second and reached out to
gently pinch his chin. He opened his eyes and looked into me nervously but
infatuatedly. My blood was boiling and went right back to give him the blow
job of his life ......
     "Han-Dong" He suddenly shouted my name with a trembling, short and low
voice.
     I withdrew from him right away, followed immediatly by jerking him
with my hand. A load of hot, white cum was ejaculated ... ... I followed
suit unexpectedly.
     It was wild making love with both Zhang Jian and Lan Yu but in a
different way. With the former it was more physical while with the latter I
had to use my entire consciousness.
     After we finished that day. Lan Yu said he was very tired and needed a
sleep. It was then that I noticed that he was looking very weary, not the
kind a seven or eighteen year old boy should have. Before he fell asleep he
joked sleepily that he was neither a man nor was he becoming a ghost. My
heart sank suddenly ......
     That morning I did not go to the company. He skipped school too. We
had our very first oral argument.
     ... ...
     "Didn't I tell you not to be too serious?" I screamed.
     "Why are you so serious then?" His voice was low but his words were
right on target.
     "As I said, we have to be happy when we are together. Otherwise just
forget it." I changed the topic. This was a threat. I knew it was his
weakness.
     "Are you treating me like a ... ..." He was probably searching for an
appropriate word.
     "I've treated you like as friend, a younger brother. I repeat. Don't
be so dubious like a woman."
     I was in lousy mood the whole day. Lan Yu went back to school. I was
thinking who the hell he thought he was. He was just a kid. He still needed
me to support him. How could he command me? I did not want to go to the
company. So I asked a few friends to go karaoke together and drink some
wine, accompanied by two girls. We then played a few rounds of Majiang. I
won over 4000 yuan. We played all the way until 3 in the morning.  I had a
fun time and forgot about all the unpleasant experience during the day.
     I kept on dating Lan Yu, sometimes very frequently. We only did it in
the room at the 'Temporary Village'. He did not mention that day again. We
made love as much as we liked. Occasionally I would ask for anal sex. He
never refused.
     I felt that the biggest difference between men and women is that women
make love with you because you are talented, wealthy or dependable. Sex for
them is like a reward they give their men. Whereas men make love for love,
acting out of their most primitive desire.