Sam's suggestive wink instantly piqued my curiosity. "Zihan, in South Africa, boys our age have all played 'the grown-up game'," Sam said with a lecherous grin, making me even more intrigued.
"What exactly is the 'adult game'? Is it like real-life CS shooting?" I really had no idea what Sam was talking about, even though I enjoyed watching girls on TikTok striking poses.
"You really don't know? Zihan, is education in China that backward?" Sam widened his round eyes, looking as if he was shocked that I didn't understand what he meant by the "adult game."
"I really don't know..." I rolled my eyes at him. I've received a proper, traditional education since I was young, so how could I possibly know what Sam meant by this game, especially one played by adults? "Hehe, Zihan, I'm worried I might corrupt you. Don't tell Mom," Sam squinted his big eyes and whispered mysteriously. "Of course I won't tell Mom. I'm not that bored," I rolled my eyes at him again. If he had something to say, he should just say it instead of dragging it out.
"Alright, it's a deal," Sam started grinning mischievously again. "The 'adult game' is a game played between men and women. In short, it's sex." Sam said this with a straight face, even gesturing with his hands. "Sex? You mean when a man and a woman use their... reproductive organs to mate?" I understood that much—my middle school biology classes weren't for nothing.
From middle school biology, I knew that the male reproductive organ is called the penis, and the female reproductive organ is called the vagina. When a man's penis enters a woman's vagina, after a certain process, the penis releases sperm, which combines with the egg released by the woman in her vagina. After further reproductive development, a fertilized egg forms. Everyone goes through this biological process, eventually becoming the fully formed individuals we are, with heads, faces, hands, and feet.
"Right, so you do know, Zihan," Sam looked at me. "If the adult game is sex, then isn't sex something you only do when you want to have a child?"
I was still a bit confused. Even after going through compulsory education, I still didn't fully grasp Sam's meaning.
Sam said he often played the "adult game" with his girlfriend in South Africa. Didn't that mean he had a lot of children?
"No, Zihan. Sex is indeed the process of having children, but you can have sex without having children," Sam opened his big eyes wide. The whites of his eyes looked much whiter than those of us Asians, probably because he's Black. Apart from his eyes, mouth, and the palms and backs of his hands, the rest of his skin was dark.
"Then you just have to make sure the sperm doesn't enter the woman's vagina, otherwise she'll definitely get pregnant," I said. Although middle school biology taught that sperm doesn't always combine with a woman's egg 100% of the time, there's still a chance, especially during a woman's ovulation days, when it's very easy for her to get pregnant.
"Exactly, so you have to take protective measures during sex. You know about condoms, right? They're worn on a man's penis so that when he ejaculates, the sperm doesn't enter the woman's vagina."
Sam explained this to me very seriously.
"Oh right, how could I forget about condoms?" I suddenly realized. Condoms are exactly for preventing pregnancy.
"Since you already know, how about I show you some videos of the games adults play, huh?" Sam came over to me, winking and grinning with his thick, sausage-like lips curling upward. Honestly, I don't know if it's because I've entered what they call puberty, but I really want to learn about these things and feel a sense of longing. Naturally, my thoughts drifted to our class monitor, Li Xiaojun.
"Uh, it's pretty late now, I'm not really in the mood to watch," I said, even though I actually did want to see. I just didn't want Sam to think I was some kind of troublemaker. After all, when he said "games adults play," he meant sex—putting a guy's penis into a girl's vagina. Isn't that just porn?
But a little fun never hurt anyone, right? I thought I'd watch secretly when I was alone, just like how I secretly watched those TikTok girls shaking their butts and showing off their cleavage.
"Alright, Zihan. Let me know when you want to watch. I've got plenty of fun stuff here," Sam said, returning to his bed and giving me a sidelong glance. "Okay, Sam, let's go to sleep. Goodnight," I replied, looking at him before pulling up the covers, closing my eyes, and trying to drift off.
"Goodnight, Zihan," Sam said, lying down on his bedroll. Since my bed was about fifty centimeters higher than his mattress on the floor, he disappeared from my view once he lay down. All I could hear was the sound of him tossing and turning beneath me.
Even though I had turned down Sam's "kind offer," my mind kept wandering back to thoughts about "sex." It was just too tempting. I remembered the abstract diagram of a girl's vagina from our middle school biology textbook. To me, it looked like a little pot, giving me a strange sense of familiarity.
As these thoughts swirled in my head, images of Li Xiaojun's innocent face kept popping up, making my "little brother" start to stir. "Mmm..." A strange sound came from under the bed, startling me. It sounded uncomfortable, but to my ears, it was oddly pleasant, like a beautiful melody that excited me.
Was Sam still awake? Could he be making that weird noise in his sleep? The thought gave me goosebumps.
Luckily, the strange sound only happened once.
After a while, I heard rustling noises from under the bed again. I don't know how much time passed, but just as I was drifting off to sleep, a heavy, rough breath—"Huff..."—woke me up again. I knew it was Sam. Curious, I sat up and looked down. He was buried under his blanket, and nothing seemed out of the ordinary. Maybe he was just dreaming again. I was so tired that I lay back down and, in my drowsiness, finally fell asleep.
"Zihan, it's so hot. Why don't you take off your clothes?" Li Xiaojun's clear voice suddenly rang in my ear. I turned to look and saw her walking toward me, wearing a green bikini like the ones those TikTok girls wear. Wasn't I sleeping in my bed at home? When did Li Xiaojun get here? And why was she in a bikini?
"Okay," I found myself agreeing, and I took off my shirt, feeling my upper body exposed.
"Why not take off your pants too? Let me help you," Li Xiaojun said, walking right up to me. Her long, delicate, pale hands reached down toward my lower body. Was Li Xiaojun really helping me take off my pants?
As I watched her slender hands move downward, why did it feel so incredibly good?
"Zihan," I was still basking in the pleasure Li Xiaojun had brought me when a dark face appeared from behind her. As Sam emerged, I noticed Li Xiaojun's eyes narrowing into crescent moons, her sensual lips parting slightly. "Mmm..." A strange sound escaped her mouth, revealing her pearly white front teeth. Her saliva-coated tongue peeked out from between her parted lips. In that instant, I saw through her black-framed glasses perched on her high nose bridge—her eyes rolling slightly upward toward me, the corners of her mouth curling into an eerie smile. "Zihan," Sam's dark face turned to me with a grin. "Mmm..." Another strange sound came from Li Xiaojun's mouth. I even saw her breasts, each small enough to cup in one hand, swaying back and forth beneath her bikini top. "Sam? Don't..." For some reason, as Sam's dark face drew closer and closer, I felt as if we were about to press together. Startled, I pushed his dark face away with all my strength.
"Zihan, Zihan, what's wrong?" I opened my eyes in terror to find a dark face hovering close to mine, its large, round eyes filled with concern.
"Damn it! Sam!" I jumped in fright again, immediately scrambling to the side and sitting up. "Zihan, what happened? Are you okay? I heard you moaning and groaning in your sleep. I kept calling you, but you wouldn't wake up. You scared me," Sam said anxiously, patting his chest. What happened to me? I was dreaming about your damn dark face.
But that dream... why did it feel so real? Especially when Li Xiaojun reached down between my legs—I even felt a tingling pleasure.
"Ah, Sam, I'm fine," I said, glancing out the window where the sky was bright and clear, with not a cloud in sight.
"Good, I'm glad you're okay. Zihan, hurry up and get out of bed. Mom just knocked on our door," Sam said, relieved to see I was alright.
"Alright, let's get up," I replied. Damn it, it seems Sam's dark face is so deeply ingrained in my mind that he even invades my dreams. What a shame—such a beautiful dream ruined.
Noon, in the kitchen.
"Mom, Zihan and I have been studying all day. We want to go swimming at the beach this afternoon," Sam said, standing beside Mom as his dark hands rinsed the vegetables. Ever since Sam started helping Mom cook with me, sharing household chores had become a natural habit for both of us.
"No way. You have midterm exams tomorrow. What are you thinking, going swimming now?" Mom glared, her beautiful eyes carrying an intimidating authority even without anger. Sam was bold—daring to ask Mom about going out to play right before exams.
"Mom, studying is one thing, but we need strong bodies to study well," Sam said with a grin, leaning closer to Mom as if trying to cozy up to her, acting cute and playful.
"...It's not entirely out of the question, but on one condition: both of you must promise Mom that you'll do well on your midterm exams," Mom narrowed her beautiful eyes, her gaze curving upward, the corners of her mouth lifting. Beneath her high, straight nose, she seemed to be smiling, yet I couldn't shake the feeling that her smile held a hidden edge. "Zihan, did you hear what Mom said? Can we do well on our midterms?" Sam glanced at me on his other side and blinked.
"Uh... of course we can..." Sam actually dared to say that. If we didn't do well, wouldn't Mom skin us alive? But since Sam had already said it in front of Mom, I had to back him up.
"Did you hear that, Mom? Zihan can do well, and I promise you, I can do well too!" I actually saw Sam leaning close to Mom, grinning as he spoke. "Alright, since you've made your promises, you can go swimming this afternoon. But if your grades are poor, hehehe... don't blame me for being harsh!" Mom narrowed her eyes, smiling, then immediately turned serious again. That sense of a hidden threat in her smile was truly unsettling. "Mom, don't worry, Zihan and I will definitely do well," Sam actually reached out to take Mom's fair, delicate hand. The sight of his dark hand clasping her pale one felt off somehow—yes, the stark contrast was too glaring.
"Sam!" Mom furrowed her brow, closed her eyes, and called his name angrily. "Ah, Mom, what's wrong? Are you in pain somewhere?" Sam panicked, stroking Mom's hand again, then tugging at it gently, as if searching for where she might be hurting.
"Men and women should not touch each other carelessly! Didn't your parents teach you not to touch others without permission?" Mom's beautiful eyes flashed with anger as she raised her fair hand and slapped Sam's. Smack...
"Ah... Mom, I'm sorry, I know I was wrong," Sam quickly let go. Mom's slap had landed hard on his hand—I could see the redness blooming against his dark skin. "Hmph! I don't know what customs are like in South Africa, but here in China, you can't just touch or grab others! Especially women!" Mom was still furious, her eyes blazing with anger.
"I know I was wrong, Mom," Sam dropped his playful grin, his expression turning crestfallen and pitiful. Seeing him like that made me secretly delighted. Serves you right for appearing in my dream and touching Mom's hand without permission.
Heh, now you know how tough my mom can be.
"Mom, then in China, how can you hold a girl's hand? In South Africa, doing this is a sign of family and friendship. I often hold hands with my mom."
Sam opened his round eyes wide, his gaze full of innocence.
"...Only the closest family members can do that!" Mom closed her eyes, then shot Sam an exasperated look. "Mom is Sam's closest family, and so are Zihan and Dad," Sam said, glancing at me before turning back to Mom. I stood to the side, unsure how to react.
"...Zihan and Dad are both boys. It's fine for boys to shake hands! But Mom is a girl, and you can't touch Mom! Because Sam isn't a little kid anymore," Mom seemed to realize she might have overreacted earlier. Seeing Sam's pitiful expression, it seemed he really hadn't meant any harm. Her tone gradually softened, and the anger in her beautiful eyes faded away.
"Mom, I'm sorry, Sam knows he was wrong," Sam said, seeing his mother's tone softening. He lowered his head and apologized to her.
"You can go swimming this afternoon, but come home early," Mom glanced at Sam, then her beautiful eyes fixed on me. "I... I know, Mom," I replied helplessly. I hadn't even wanted to go in the first place—it was Sam who insisted on dragging me along. If I end up doing poorly on my midterms, I'll be in big trouble.
Why did Sam want to go swimming?
Well, here's how it happened. Not long after we got up, while we were both in the bathroom brushing our teeth in our shorts, Sam leaned his dark face toward me and suggested we go to the beach pool in the afternoon. He even mentioned that he had already arranged to meet Li Xiaojun.
His words took me by surprise—I nearly swallowed a mouthful of toothpaste foam.
When did Sam manage to add Li Xiaojun on WeChat? And how did he arrange to meet her at the beach pool? Li Xiaojun hadn't said anything to me about it. Did Sam invite her alone?
This really annoyed me. No wonder I had a dream this morning where Sam was involved. Ugh!
When I went back to my room to grab my phone, I saw a message from Li Xiaojun on WeChat, sent last night after I had fallen asleep, inviting me to the beach pool this afternoon.
So I just hadn't seen it. Sam must have told her we'd go together, and he probably even used my name to invite her.
"Okay, Class Monitor, see you this afternoon," I replied. Even though it was Sam who invited her, I still felt a bit irritated. But the thought of being able to hang out with Li Xiaojun again made me push those feelings aside for now. Sam really knows how to have fun—inviting Li Xiaojun to go swimming. Why didn't I think of that?
After lunch, Sam and Mom were chatting in the living room. I noticed that Mom was starting to talk more with Sam, and I even heard her laughter drifting from the living room. After lunch, I went back to my room to continue studying—I was really worried about failing my exams.
Around two in the afternoon, we headed out. I sent a message to Li Xiaojun, and Sam and I made our way to the beach pool.
At the entrance, I spotted Li Xiaojun standing gracefully in the distance.
Li Xiaojun was dressed lightly today. She wore a loose, floral-patterned white short-sleeved top. Despite its loose fit, the thin fabric revealed the flesh-colored bra underneath and the gentle curve of her chest. On the bottom, she had on a pair of light-colored shorts. With her tall figure, the shorts showcased her long, slender legs without reservation. She completed the look with a pair of cute white sandals.
Li Xiaojun stood there, and I even noticed the faint blue veins on her thighs, which caught the attention of men passing by the entrance.
"Zihan, Sam," Li Xiaojun waved to us at the entrance, a sweet smile on her face. Her pure and adorable appearance made my heart race instantly. "Class Monitor, we're here. Let's go. It's hot now—perfect for swimming," Sam said, seemingly oblivious to how stunning Li Xiaojun looked, as he walked straight over to talk to her. "Okay, let's go, Zihan. Don't lose to me when we swim later~" Li Xiaojun said, looking at me as I approached her. Her clear voice felt like a gentle spring breeze, soothing my restless heart.
"Hehehe, Class Monitor, don't cry when you lose later," I looked at her and smiled. With that pure and lovely appearance, Li Xiaojun was sure to grow into a great beauty.
Strangely, Sam's idea of playing "adult games" with Li Xiaojun suddenly popped into my mind. What a sin, what a sin. Looking at Li Xiaojun in front of me—a high school girl with a body just beginning to develop—and walking side by side with her, I caught waves of a fresh, pleasant fragrance wafting from her. It smelled wonderful.
"Zihan, what are you smiling about?" Li Xiaojun seemed to notice my grin and looked at me, puzzled. "It's nothing, let's go," I said, trying to hide my embarrassment. I glanced at Sam, signaling him to hurry inside.
After entering, we passed through the main gate and headed toward the pool. Sam and I changed into our swimsuits and waited by the poolside for Li Xiaojun to change into hers and join us.
Would she come wearing the one from my dream last night? I chuckled inwardly at the thought.
Soon, Li Xiaojun walked in barefoot. Without the cover of clothes, I finally got a clear view of her figure.
She wore a slightly sheer white lace-trimmed swimsuit, like a little tank top, with swim shorts that resembled a short skirt. Her slightly upturned rear drew the gaze of quite a few older men sitting by the pool.
Although Li Xiaojun's figure hadn't fully developed yet, she had a great build. Standing nearly 1.7 meters tall, with a pure face and the revealing swimsuit, she exuded a mix of innocence and allure. In my opinion, she was on par with the stunning beauties on TikTok—absolutely top-tier.
"Class Monitor, you look so beautiful," Sam actually beat me to complimenting her.
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