The Adventures of Stevie #8
These stories were told to me by friends and other people. Some of them
are true. Some of them are only partly true. Some of them should have
been true. LOL
My first post about Stevie ("Call me Stephen!") was when he was 12 and
in summer camp and was told by another camper. This was from a time
before computers would fit on a desk and when people communicated with
friends in other countries by actual letters sent through the postal
service. When children did this those friends were called "penpals".
Carlos is Stevie's penpal in Argentina and knows English. This is a
fictional contrivance to enable Stevie to tell us his stories because
he isn't here in person. I think.
The stories may not be posted in chronological order.
Stevie's new school is for gifted children who don't fit in regular
schools.
Stevie is 10 in this story, which takes place two months after story #7
The Adventures of Stevie #8 "Turn the Table"
Dear Carlos,
I have to make this short because I have a lot of homework to do, and
I want to play with a friend before he leaves. Short isn't right
because the paper is just as long. Ha ha.
We have a family stay with us for a week before they move to their new
house in the next city. They are a mother and father and a girl Tanya
age 13 and a boy Jeremy age 16. At first Tanya was very nice to me but
not after Jeramy was real nice to me. It started when the four of us
were playing cards. We played changing poker. The deal changed after
every hand and the dealer said which kind of poker we would play then.
I always choose 7 card stud with nothing wild. I like not knowing the
down cards of the other players and it's all about luck and betting so
it's harder for me to win. Most people like draw poker better. Tanya
smiled at me a lot but didn't say much. Jeremy smiled a lot at me too
but he said nice things. When I said we were going to play 7 card stud
he said that's good because he's a stud too. I said you don't look like
a piece of wood in the wall. He said that's not what it means. I said
it is and it means a boy horse making more horses too. Look it up in
the dictionary. I know it's there because I read it. He said you read
the dictionary? The who thing? I said yes. Didn't you? He said nobody
does that. I said I'm not nobody but I did it too. He looked confused
for a second. Ha ha. Then he said he thinks it means you are a real man
with a big dick and that makes him a stud. Then his sister got mad and
she and her friend left the table and went in the living room which
made me alone with Jeremy in the bedroom. Jeremy said fine now we can
be real friends. We played some more poker.
I was winning a lot and he asked me are you cheating. I said no but I
thought he might think what I was doing was cheating. I told him I did
what real poker players do. I guess right about what kind of hand he
has by the look on his face and how his body moves. He said that was
really neat. Then he scrunched down in this chair and stuck his long
legs out under the table and put them on my chair between my legs. I
thought that was strange but didn't say anything about it because we
didn't have shoes on so he wouldn't get marks on the chair. Just as I
was looking at his face to see what kind of hand he had he touched my
monster with his toes. I jumped a little and said why did you do that?
He said to distract me so I couldn't read his face. It worked and I
lost. I told him the next time to be careful or something bad will
happen. He said what? I said just be careful. The next hand was
alright. The hand after it he grabbed my monster with both feet and I
jumped back and fell off the chair so hard I landed halfway out the
bedroom door while he was trying to dodge the table which my knees made
fly up into his face. He fell back in his chair and the table landed on
top of him. We had a rug on the floor so the only noise was my knees
hitting the table which wasn't loud so the other people in the living
room didn't know what happened.
My back hurt a little and I was trying not to cry in front of him when
he got up and put the table back on its feet. He ran over to me and
said are you hurt and I said just a little in my back. His face
crumpled up and I think he was about to cry for me and he hugged me
really gently and lifted me up and put me on the bed. It was very nice
of him. He touched me all over and asked it it hurt anywhere. I said no
except when he touched me between my legs and I said be careful. He
jerked his hand back. I think he was afraid he had hurt me with his
feet which made me jump away from the table. I told him I wasn't hurt
there but I am very ticklish there and couldn't help jumping away like
that. He said he was very sorry but could he make it up to me later? I
said okay.
Jeremy woke me up in the middle of the night and asked if he could make
my back feel better with his hands. I said if he wants to. I was on my
stomach so he lifted my PJ shirt up and ran his fingers all over my
back. It felt great. Then he said I should take off my PJ bottoms so he
could do my legs because it will make my back feel even better. He
helped me take them off and he was right. It was wonderful. Even my
monster under me liked it a lot. So did his monster I saw standing out
of his PJs. He said I should turn over so he could do my front. I did
and I knew what he would say so I said it first yes it's big but be
careful not to make me jump away again. He ran his fingers all over my
front but not on the monster which was jumping like doing fast pushups.
It was funny when it smacked into his hand when it was near which was a
lot of times. I was breathing faster and so was he. His monster was
jumping too. Then all of a sudden when his fingers ran over my nuts the
third or fourth time my muscles tensed up and I started shaking and
there was a very strange but very good feeling all over I don't know
how to write about. Then it was over and I was all relaxed and sleepy.
Jeremy was making low moaning noises and then his monster he was trying
to keep still with his hand squirted white smelly stuff all over me. He
said sorry when he could catch his breath and said it means he likes me
a whole lot and went to the bathroom to get a towel to clean me up. He
did and hugged me gently and said he likes me a lot over and over again
and kissed me on my cheek. I told him I like him too because I do and
kissed him on his cheek because I thought he would like it very much
like my parents do. Then something wet from his face fell on me in the
dark. I think he cried because he was too happy. Then we went to sleep.
Only his arms were around me all night but I felt a special kind of
warm all over me in my sleep.
We got up in the morning and I'm writing this to you now which is
longer than I thought it would be. Jeremy is going to leave tomorrow
and I will really miss him. I'm going to tell him tonight before we go
to bed my back still hurts a little. I'm going to put a towel under my
pillow just in case. I looked at him just now and touched my back. He
winked at me!
Your friend,
Stephen
--
Grant
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