The Adventures of Stevie #95
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 3 of his special school, in the
winter holiday break.
The Adventures of Stevie #95 "More Boys"
Dear Carlos,
Dan and I stayed over a night at Rod's home. It was school winter
holiday, so Zack drove us there right after breakfast. We helped them
with the chores. Just before lunchtime, 2 more boys came. They were
Altar Boys Stuart and Bill. 15 and 14. That's when Dan fell in love. He
couldn't take his eyes off Stuart more than a few seconds the whole
time. Fortunately, Stuart had eyes only for Dan. I was very happy. Rod
and I couldn't help smiling to each other, over it. Davie didn't notice
a thing. M3 noticed it during lunch, and smiled too. F3 was at work.
They split holiday time, so one could be home with their kids.
After lunch, all the boys went to the bedroom and did normal boy
stuff. I talked mostly with Bill. He's nice, and smart. When I thought
the time was right, I asked him if he knew any gay people. He said he
did. I said "That's good. I have 2 gay brothers. I'm always looking for
friends for them, because it's so hard for them to find any, when they
have to keep who they are a secret." Dan and Stuart looked up and
listened. Bill said "You're not gay?" I said, "No. I wanted to be
bisexual, but it didn't happen. I don't let that stop be from doing
sexual things with boys I like, though." Then I kissed him on the
mouth. He was surprised, but he didn't push me away, when I kept doing
it. When he could, Bill whispered to me "I'm gay." I whispered back,
"Is it alright for the people here to know?" He whispered "Yes." And I
said, still whispering "Then why are we whispering?" He laughed, and so
did I. I said out loud, "Boys, Bill just told me he is gay, and doesn't
mind if you know. Anybody who is gay and wants us to know, raise your
hand, or something else you can raise." Dan and Stuart pushed their
hands up. I said "Before we go any further, I should tell you Dan's
family, our foster family, knows and doesn't mind. Rod's family knows
too, about Dan, and doesn't mind. Actually, they love him. Bill and
Stuart, do your families know?" Bill said "My older sister knows.
That's all, but I think my mother suspects." Stuart said "My parents
know and accept me, but are afraid of me having a gay relationship.
They don't want anybody else to find out." I asked everybody to stand
up. I said "Wherever I am, you will be safe. You are accepted and loved
here in Rod and Davie's house for who you are, or they wouldn't be my
family too, and you are accepted and will be loved by all my other
families." I kissed and hugged them one by one. Then they all took
turns doing that. Bill and Stuart had wet cheeks. Dan too, who
whispered so only I could hear, "My hero."
I said "Dan and I have another brother who is gay, who is living with
his partner, a teacher, while he is going to college. If you, or any
gay boy you know, wants to talk to a gay adult, about what it's like to
tell their parents, or anything else, let me or Dan know, and we will
help you get in touch with them. They care, and are very good people."
This time Bill hugged and kissed me. Stuart did the same to Dan, who
looked a little overwhelmed by the loving attention of Stuart. I had to
smile at that. I moved over to Dan, and whispered to him "Sooner or
later, you are going to have to tell them about the scars on your back.
It would be better if that happens before sex play, so it won't
interrupt it. Just be careful not to mention the school or special
talents, please." He nodded and whispered "Hero." I poked him. Dan said
"Boys, I bet you are wondering what Stephen just whispered to me. He
could have said it out loud, but he thought it should be up to me to
tell it. I have some scars on my face and body. A lot of them on my
back. In case you ever see them, I think I should tell you about them
before that, so you won't be surprised." Rod nodded.
Dan said "What I'm going to tell you needs to be a secret. If the
people who gave me these scars ever find out I'm not dead, I WILL be.
Do you agree to keep it secret? Good." Dan told them about the town and
people, and the boy being whipped to death for being gay. "My uncle
convinced The Reverend, who is in charge of everything, to send me to a
religious military summer camp, to toughen me up. They picked the wrong
camp. It was a fun place. I loved it, but I was lonely, because I still
couldn't be me. Until I met Stephen. He saw I was lonely, and sat down
next to me to make me not lonely. Somehow he knew I was gay, and I
trusted him, which was the most important I thing I ever did in my
whole life. He took me to his brother who was a counselor at the camp,
who is gay, and I spilled my guts to him. They invited me to their
cabin, which had boys who could be gay, and nobody minded. I was free
to be ME. It was such a special felling for me, I don't know how to
express it. Stephen asked for another talk, because he heard something
I said, and wanted to know more about where I lived. I told him. He
said I couldn't live there. I said I had to. He said he would fix that.
He did. He arranged for people to rescue me, in a way the town would
think I was dead, after I went home after the camp. Stephen got some
friends together to make his team, and had support from some
professionals. Rod was on that team. But there was a problem. The
Reverend didn't like me going to camp. He questioned me. He didn't like
I couldn't give him the answers he wanted, which I didn't know. He made
my uncle beat me, very badly. He had a big ring on, which cut up my
face. So he told uncle to beat me where it didn't show. He did, in my
nuts too, a lot." We were all really crying now, specially Davie, who
hadn't heard this part of the story. "It all hurt so bad, I was almost
unconscious, by the time they got too tired to keep doing it. They ate
supper, and came back. This time they stood me up and chained me to a
wall, face first, so they could whip my back, which they did. They were
laughing when I fainted. I woke up, after what could have been days, in
the dark face down on a cot in the building we use as a jail, when
Stephen said my name. Stephen, tell the rest." I said "He looked
horrible. His back was all ripped up and bloody. His face belonged to
somebody who would scare the sheet off a ghost." Then I told them about
the rescue, and how we made it look like Dan was dead.
Dan said "That, and for a lot of other things he's done for people,
is why I call Stephen my HERO." I said to Dan, "Stop that. I just do
what I want to. I'm not a hero." Rod said "Tell that to the Altar
Boys!" I growled. Dan said "I'm alright now. I'm going to school. I
have a family who loves ALL who I am. Just when I couldn't be happier,
something else happens to make me even more happy." He looked at
Stuart, who turned pink, but didn't look like he would object. I said
"Boys, it's a little too serious here. I think we need to have some
fun." Then I tickled Dan. Rod tickled Bill. Then we all tickled each
other, and included monster grabbing. I closed the door, and nodded to
Rod. He started to undress. Bill and Davie noticed, and did it too.
Then I did. Dan and Stuart undressed each other. We all had boners. We
all grabbed each others', and nuts too, and kissed. They were too
involved to notice the size of my monster then, which I thought was
good. We made each other squirt. Then we rested. Bill said "Hey, would
you look at the size of that monster? It's still jumping, too." He was
pointing at me, naturally. Ron said "And he's only 12 1/2! How big will
it be when he grows up?" Bill and Stuart said "Wow!" Dan got a wicked
grin on his face. I was thinking "Oh oh!" He said "I think it still has
more life in it, which needs taking care of. Heros deserve it." They
agreed, and pounced on me, and did take care of it. After that, I could
barely move, but It's not something I would complain about.
We all stayed down on the soft carpet, naked, and talked, sometimes
playing with each other's nuts, like the natural thing it is. It was a
relaxing good time. I could see they all enjoyed it. Then M3 knocked on
the door, and said "Supper in 15 minutes." I yelled through it, "We
will be there, and hungry." I heard her laugh. I told the boys, "She
knows what we did here. Rod's parents don't mind boy play fun, as long
as nobody is forced, and there is no real sex. Nobody sticks things in
butts. They do like the door closed, because all the noise we make is
distracting. Lets get cleaned up and dressed. They are not nudists
here, like the way Dan and I live." They wanted to know more about
that. I said we could discuss it later. We went to eat.
F3 noticed the Dan and Stuart connection right away, and winked at
me, even before we sat down. I grinned back, and hugged him. We ate. I
was right. we were all very hungry. Near the end, Bill said to F3, "Rod
and Davie are very lucky to have parents like you." F3 looked at me and
said, "Stephen?" I said, all innocent, "What did I do? I'm not the one
who had them. I've never been pregnant." They all couldn't help
laughing, but they knew what he meant. I had been talking. We had ice
cream for desert. F3 said "Stephen, I'm sorry. Rod told us about you
and ice cream, but it doesn't work with clothes on." I turned really
red, and said "ROD! You didn't!" He said, all innocent, "Me? I've never
been pregnant, either." That made them all laugh again. Rod said "Boys,
I'll tell you later." Stuart said "That reminds me, what did you mean
by nudists?" I raised an eyebrow at M3 to ask permission to tell them,
but Davie beat me to it, and told them all about it. Bill said "But
problem. I had one at Dan's party every time I looked at Jan, who is
very beautiful, and nobody cared, except her boyfriend, who thanked me
for noticing how beautiful she is. He was very nice." I nodded. I said
"If you want to visit our home, you have to tell your parents about
that. Girls and boys live there. Nobody has to undress if they don't
want to, but they have to accept that others will. If you don't want to
tell them yourself, you can tell them to call us, and somebody there
will. The rules about sex there, are the same as here. We do wear
aprons when we cook. There are some things you do NOT want to fry."
They laughed.
Bill and Stuart had to leave soon after. Then we discussed them. F3
and M3 knew their parents, but didn't know if they would accept Bill
being gay. They would sound them out and see. They would use Dan and
Jeremy as examples of how bad parents can be to their gay children. I
thought that was a good idea, and Dan agreed. Then Dan, Rod, and Davie
went in the bedroom, so I could talk to the parents. The bad doctor
would be away for the holidays. We would schedule the mission when he
came back after New Years. Rod had already told them the plans, which
they agreed to. They were relieved Rod wasn't going to be involved in
the action. I was too, and said that. That made them give me some nice
hugs.
I went to the bedroom. We talked some, and then got ready for bed.
Rod wanted Dan, so I slept with Davie. He was very nice. The rest of
the visit was normal for us, and fun. The next day at home, when we
were getting ready for bed, Dan said "You did it." I knew what he
meant. I said "Is that a complaint?" He said "Absolutely NOT! Stuart is
great. I hope he can visit us soon." I said "I wouldn't mind if he
brought Bill with him." We both smiled at that. We did the usual
squirting, and went to bed happy.
Your friend,
Stephen
--
Grant
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