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From: " +Grant. " <+Grant@grant.grant>
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Subject: +*+*+*+ The Adventures of Stevie #48 "Chad at Home" +*+*+*+
Date: 29 Sep 2010 17:53:02 -0500
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The Adventures of Stevie #48
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.
All characters are fictitious, even if some of them might have names
that belong to some actual people, or act like people we know.
Stevie's school is for gifted children who don't fit in regular schools.
The stories may not be posted in chronological order.
Stevie is 12 in this story. It is Spring of year 2 of his special
school.
The Adventures of Stevie #48 "Chad at Home"
Dear Carlos,
I sent a letter to the camp director. I asked him to do some things.
I hope he likes my reasons. If everything works like I hope, I'm going
to have a REALLY good time there this year. If I stay away from the
horses, don't lose my pants in front of the donkey, and learn to handle
balls they want me to play with. I meant baseballs, but who knows what
else will happen?
Chad visited us last weekend. He stayed over. He was shy at first,
and wouldn't undress like the rest of us. I could tell by what he was
looking at, he might be gay. Or maybe he doesn't know for sure yet, and
it could change when his puberty happens. We didn't bother him about
his clothes, even though he made a pretty good tent out of his pants a
few times. Chad saw Jeremy and me hugging, and saw our monsters wake up
a little. I think he looked jealous. When it was time to go get ready
for bed, I took Chad in the bathroom with me. We already saw each other
naked in camp, so he wasn't shy alone with me. We washed each other all
over, even our waked up monsters. He liked it a lot, and kissed and
hugged me. It was much different than with Jeremy, because Chad was
just a little taller than me. We fit together better. I liked it very
much because of that, and naturally because I liked Chad.
We went back to our room. Chad had a towel around him. Then Jeremy
went in the bathroom to wash. I think he guessed what I planned. He's
used to me doing that. Chad and I were supposed to share my bed like we
did in camp. I had different ideas. We sat on my bed. He still had his
towel on. I started kissing him, and he hugged me tight and ran his
hands all over me and my jumping monster. His towel came off and I
helped his monster feel good. We did this for a while. Chad didn't
notice Jeremy come back. I think his eyes were closed. Jeremy sat on my
bed next to Chad, and said "That looks like fun. Can I help?" Chad
jumped in surprise. Before he could say anything, I said to him "I
think we should let him. It's the polite thing to do." Chad nodded a
little bit like he wasn't sure. We made him sure, and VERY happy.
Chad couldn't squirt, but it looked like he would have a lot of
times. I was very happy for him, and told him so. Then he helped me and
Jeremy make each other squirt. We didn't have to ask. I knew he liked
to touch monsters, from camp. He was very impressed at how much we
squirted, and how far it went. We all tickled each other when we were
cleaning up. It was a great time.
When it was time to sleep, I put Chad in the middle of Jeremy's bed.
I laid on one side of him, and Jeremy on the other. We kissed him and
caressed him all over, and then went to sleep that way. Chad woke us up
a lot with his hands on our monsters and kissing us. I didn't mind that
at all. I'm pretty sure Jeremy didn't either.
Before we got up in the morning, we did it all over again. Then Chad
started crying. I knew why before he told us. It was because he was so
happy he almost couldn't stand it. We cried a little with him, because
we were happy for him too. He didn't bother to wear his clothes the
rest of his visit, which we spent a lot of it in our bedroom. I don't
have to tell you what we did to spend the time. He insisted. We
couldn't refuse a guest. It wouldn't be polite.
Your friend,
Stephen
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Grant
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