The Adventures of Stevie #62
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, in year 2 of summer camp.
Special note. In story #1, which Winston wrote about some things in
year 2 of summer camp, he didn't write all he could have, and wrote
some things differently, so he wouldn't get in trouble. Stevie writes
honestly.
The Adventures of Stevie #62 "Inspection Reception"
Dear Carlos,
I like to keep in shape, and Chad likes to practice his gymnastics,
so we do some of that in free time, in the middle of the floor in the
cabin. We told them it's a private thing, so the rest of the camp
doesn't know about it. We thought Tommy wouldn't like the other campers
to know there was anything special about any of our boys. We practice
some judo and karate, and do exercises. We got some of the other kids
to do some of it too, after we demonstrated some things. I think the
most popular demonstration was when Chad kicked me in my stomach, and I
did the same to him, and we acted like it didn't hurt us, which it
didn't. They were roundhouse kicks, which had more snap than force.
They sound loud when the top of the foot hits the stomach without a
shirt on, which makes it more interesting for people. The boys liked to
come and finger our stomaches to feel how hard they are. We like it.
Bone is the biggest boy, and not just with his boner. He thinks it's
funny he can't beat me or Chad, the two smallest in the cabin, in
wrestling. I like that of him, very much. It's funny how hot Mac gets
when Bone wrestles with us. I think they "discuss" it a lot, under the
covers at night. I'm happy for them. I told that to Bone when we were
wrestling, in his ear, and he kissed me thanks. I think I will tell him
again. He kisses very well. I wonder how many times I can tell him,
before he figures out why.
Chad and Mike and Winston like to do three-way jerking, right out in
the open, on the floor between the beds, in after lunch free time. Chad
asked me before he did it, if it would be alright with me. I told him
if it made him happy, it would make me happy. It did, and it did. I
love watching their faces when they do it. I draw them. More reasons
for their parents to squish me. I'm stronger now. I can take it. George
and Harry like to watch them, while they do some things too. Tut and
Tom, like to watch George and Harry. It's fun for me to watch all this
boy play loving going on, because I like it a lot when I see people I
like being happy.
We found out the results of the first week's inspection, in the
announcements in the dining hall after supper. We came in second in the
boys camp. That is actually terrific, because we were the only cabin of
our age group to ever do that. It's always the older boys who get all
the awards for inspections. Then we had our first social. I will tell
you about that later. After the social, we went back to our cabin and
got ready for bed, but there was something different. The boys were
looking at me strangely, when they thought I wasn't looking. It was
extra hot, so most of us didn't have our PJ tops on. Some still had on
just a towel. Some didn't bother to keep their towels closed.
Tommy came back from checking other cabins, and said "I have an
announcement. First I want to congratulate you all on your inspection,
winning second place. Stephen deserves all our thanks for his big help.
He did something else for us. Before camp started, he wrote a letter to
the camp director, asking him to assign some good friends to one cabin,
and asked that Jeremy and I be the counselors for it. We told the
director it looked reasonable, and we liked it. We knew what Stephen
had in mind, and why. He wanted special friends to be together, in such
a way they didn't have to hide their feelings. We were happy the
directer approved Stephen's requests, for you, and for us." He took
Jeremy's hand. "We all owe Stephen a lot, more than we can ever show,
and he didn't do it for that, which is why he didn't want you to know.
You know now. Stephen, please come here." I was as red as I could be. I
was going to suggest something, to let them know quietly, but not like
this. I went to him. He turned me around to face the rest of the cabin.
Jeremy, who was smiling like he ate a thousand canaries, said "I know
we would all like to celebrate how we are here, and who made it happen,
and the inspection. I think you will see how we can make a good start
of it, in a second."
Then somebody pulled my PJ bottoms down to the floor. I looked behind
me, and it was Chad, grinning all over his face. The other boys looked
shocked at me. More so when my monster woke up. There were the usual
"Wow!" comments. Then Chad came around me and grabbed my monster and
kissed me on the lips, so they all could see. Then he pulled me to the
center of the cabin and motioned the other boys to come. They did. Then
their hands and mouths were all over me. When you have 9 mouths and 18
hands all over you, you don't have much choice about what happens. You
do what they want you to do, which I didn't feel like arguing about,
anyway. They were turning me around so all the boys could handle all my
parts equally. I was loving it so much I didn't think it could ever get
better. Then it did, when I saw Tommy and Jeremy kissing each other
like they were really in love. I was so happy I could have cried, but
what was happening to me kept distracting me.
I was standing through all of this. I would have collapsed to the
floor, but they were holding me up so they could get at all sides of
me. T-Bone claimed my monster for his own, and was trying to drive me
crazy with his mouth all over it. Chad was on the floor stroking the
tops of my toes. It felt surprisingly good. Mac was behind me, playing
with my nuts from below. Tom was playing with my butt. The other boys
were kissing and stroking me everyplace else. They kept doing all that
until I was about to squirt, then Bone told everybody to stop. They
did, and still held me up. Then they went back to doing it all again,
until I was about to squirt. Then they stopped. They kept on doing it
that way for a long time, but my mind was almost too gone to know it. I
was in a strange place of ultimate happiness, excited more than I could
stand, but did, my body feeling like it was on fire of fantastic
goodness. Then the real fireworks started. I squirted. After the first
one, Bone held my monster up, so I squirted up over everybody's heads,
very high. I kept on squirting for a very long time. It felt like all
of me was on its way to heaven, from the inside out.
I woke up on the floor, so tired I could hardly move. It must have
been a very short time I was out, because they didn't look concerned.
We were all on the floor. Some of the boys were busy with each other. I
could only watch, which I didn't mind at all. I was all relaxed and
dreamy. I would have liked it, if I could have thought.
After all the boys were too tired to celebrate anymore, they cleaned
up. Jeremy and Chad carried me to my bed. I started to tell Jeremy to
go where he should be. Then I noticed he was naked, and his monster was
half awake. He smiled then, and said "I already did." I cried with
happiness. He kissed my tears and said "Thank you. Now you need to
rest. You had a BIG day." That was the last thing I remember. I don't
even remember going to sleep. I woke up in the morning with Chad's arms
around me. I was still tired from the celebration. I didn't think my
monster would wake up for a LONG time, after all that happened. Then
Chad woke up, and proved I was wrong.
Your friend,
Stephen
--
Grant
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