The Adventures of Stevie #109
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 13 in this story, in Spring of year 3 of his special school.
The Adventures of Stevie #109 "Tony Is?"
Dear Carlos,
Before Tony came, I told Rod and Bill, so Davie didn't know, to give
me a sign if they thought Tony was gay. I would know, but I wanted them
involved, too. I told them all to let me handle the situation, and to
follow my lead. Rod made Davie promise. Tony came after lunch. He is
the same age as Bill, and he good looking. We all tried to hug him
hello, but he held back, even when we were in the bedroom. We sat
around on the floor, and just talked. I asked him if being an Altar Boy
had changed since the bad Priests left. He looked like he was going to
cry. That told me he was hurt by them. I put my hand on his shoulder
and said "You are among friends who care about you. If you want to cry,
we will cry with you. I asked, because I want to know if what I did to
make them stop, really worked." He said, "That's right. They said you
Hey you guys! Stop laughing. Okay, when I was littler. Happy now?
Anyway, I did a bad thing to a girl who was much older than me. I used
to run up to her and grab her breast, and run away. That's right, Rod,
at school, and she never told. I thought it was nasty, but fun. I
didn't think how she felt about it. Then an older boy forced me to help
him squirt. I felt awful! Not because of what I did, because I probably
would have helped him if he was nice and asked me, because I like
people, but because he DIDN'T ask. Then I realized what the girl felt
about what I did, and I practically cried my eyes out, because I had
been so mean to her. She did forgive me when I told her I understood
how bad I was. I have been doing my best to help and protect children
who are hurt by other people ever since."
I said "You don't know me, but you do know Rod, so you could believe
him better. He was with me when I did it, so he can tell you what
happened." He did. I said "The Chief of Police went along with what I
wanted, because he knew if he didn't, I would stop it a different way,
even if it meant I would kill those priests, and he couldn't stop me.
If you don't believe me, Rod could tell you some things which would
curl your hair. Well, make it more curly." I laid on my back and pulled
my shirt up, and said, "Davie, want to pound on me again?" He grinned
and slammed the side of his fist down on my stomach a few times. I said
"Be careful with your aim. I don't want you to hit my nuts. I want to
squirt later." Tony looked odd when he heard that, and he stared at the
big bulge in my pants. Both Rod and Bill gave me the sign which said
Tony is gay, which I already knew.
I said to Tony, "There is something else you should know about me. I
have a built in lie detector. I know when people lie. Sometimes law
enforcement people ask me to help them with it. I have to tell you this
because it would be unfair to you if I didn't. This ability would go
away if I lied a lot, so I'm careful not to do that. If there is
anything I say you don't believe, you can ask anybody here, including
Rod and Davie's parents, who know a lot about me. Now about the bad
Priests. How long was it happening to you?" He said "Since I was 11."
Then he cried. I motioned to Bill to hug him, who did, and Tony didn't
resist it. I said "Tony, I have helped make kids safe, but that's not
all. I help them recover from bad things. I can help you. WE can help
you, because we care about you very much. To do that, you need to tell
us what happened. You will be surprised how much better you will feel
to tell." He did tell, and cried too. He did feel better afterwards,
but said "I hate queers!"
I said "That's bad. Very bad." He said "Huh?" I said, "It's bad to
hate. Bad for you, not just for other people, and it's bad to hate
people you know who are good people, and people you never met who have
never hurt anybody." He said "But queers did this to me!" I said "How
many?" He said in a quite voice, "Just one." I said "He was of Italian
ancestry, just like you?" He said "Yes." So, since he hurt you, you
should hate all Italians?" He said "No. Of course not. Oh, I see what
you mean." I said "I like how smart you are." He didn't mind that at
all. I said "There is one little thing which will surprise you. First,
I have to say 'queer' is not a nice word. They prefer 'gay', when
people talk about them. Then I will tell you, the Priest who molested
you isn't gay. Only 2 of the bad Priests were gay." He said "What! But
he did gay things to me!" I said "I'm not gay, and neither is Rod."
Then I went and kissed Rod on the lips, and grabbed his monster, and he
cooperated fully. Tony's eyes almost popped out of his head. I said
"What you do doesn't make you anything. Well, except tired, if you do
it too much. Being gay or straight is about feelings, not necessarily
about kissing or touching, or even plugging holes. If the Priest had
been gay, he would have had his mouth and tongue all over you, and be
very excited about it. He didn't, so he wasn't gay. He was USING you as
a more advanced way to jerk off, and because he liked being mean to
somebody he could get hold of. You were available, and convenient.
That's all. You weren't a real person to him. He would probably have
preferred a girl, but they can get pregnant, and there aren't any Altar
girls. Yes, there are gay priests, and some of them do want to have sex
with boys, but not force them and definitely not hurt them, except a
VERY few."
"I have 2 gay older foster brothers, and they the nicest people in
the world. Jeremy is so nice, he wouldn't tell the police what
happened, when he was at the hospital. He told his parents he was gay.
His mother accepted and kept loving him. His father punched him on the
nose and BROKE IT! And kicked him out of his house forever. When Jeremy
called me from the hospital and told me, I hurt myself by accident, I
was so upset." I showed him the scars on my hand from the wood
splinters. "I made arrangements for him to live with a good family who
loves him. ALL of him. I live there now, too, but he lives with his
boyfriend now. I'm sorry for crying." Tony put his hand on my shoulder.
I hugged him, and he hugged me back. I said "Rod, could you tell him
about Dan? I don't think I can now." He did, and we all cried for him,
too.
I said "Tony, I didn't mean to make you think all families of gays
are like that. I know some gays who have great parents who love and
support them. Rod and Davie's parents are like that. If my friends here
turned out to be gay, they would still be loved and accepted. I made
sure of that before I asked to be a part of this family too. People are
born with the sexuality they have. It doesn't change much, except how
much you know about your feelings. It's not bad to be gay, no matter
what people say, because it's feelings, and it's just as God made
people to have them. If you were gay, all of us here would like and
respect and love you just as much as we do now." Tony said "Wow!" I
said "And that means?" He said "I don't know yet." I said "Well, there
is a little more. Nobody can make anybody gay. It's not possible. Being
molested can't do it, even though some victims think so. If they are
gay, it's because they were born that way. In summer camp, we did a lot
of boy sexual things. Most boys do. Making each other squirt feels
great. Because we were too young to date girls, it was the only good
way we could do it. It didn't make me gay, or bisexual like I wanted to
be." He said "You WANTED to be?" I said, "Sure. That way I would have
twice as many people to choose from to make love to, but it didn't
happen. When I figured out which way I was growing up to be, I was so
disappointed about it, I cried. I still do sex play with boys, even
though I have a girlfriend. She doesn't live near here. Some of the
boys are gay, and some are not. It doesn't make any difference. Fun is
fun."
I said "Would you like to meet a boy your age who is gay? You could
ask him how it feels to be him. But only if you don't tell anybody he
is gay without his permission. He is very nice. I think you will like
him. I can arrange it. What do you say?" Tony said "Well, alright." I
said "Okay, we will do that, but there is something you should know.
Boys who know they are gay, and are comfortable with it, know if
another boy is gay. So do a lot of other people, such as Rod, and me.
Remember my lie detection? It works because I know what feelings people
have." I nodded to Bill, who said, "Tony, I am gay, and you can be who
you are with me, and all of us here. We love you." Tony stared at him,
but didn't pull away. Then he broke down and cried in Bill's arms. I
motioned to Rod and Davie to follow me, and we went to the living room.
We told the parents what happened, and that it was good.
We gave them 15 minutes, then we went back in the bedroom. They were
hugging and holding hands, and NOT crying. I held out my arms. Tony
stood and hugged me. I kissed him on the lips, and he returned it. Then
I stood away, and he did the same to Rod and Davie. I said to Tony,
"Truth?" He knew what I meant. He said "Yes." I said, very gently, "Say
it." He struggled a little, and said, "I am gay." I said "Good. It will
get easier. There is something I have to say. You should like yourself.
You should love yourself. That's because WE like and love you, and we
wouldn't if you didn't deserve it. If you hated yourself, it would be
like you hated US, and like WE hated us. Who would want that? If you
EVER need anybody to talk your heart to, you have all of us to be
yourself with, one, or more at a time." Then we all hugged and kissed
each other, and dripped some tears.
Tony said "What about my parents?" I said "That's up to you. I think
you should wait for a while, so you can get used to being honest with
yourself, before you tell anybody else except people we tell you are
okay." Bill said "I told him how it is with my family." I said, "Good,
but that means you two can't really be together in your own homes, like
you can here. You should NOT risk your parents finding out you are gay,
by catching you messing around with another boy, before you can find
the right time and place to tell them. Here, or at my home, is another
matter. You could ask Bill about that, but I don't think you will need
to. By the way, did you bring pajamas? Well, you won't need them. We
don't bother with them here in group sleepovers. They just get in the
way." That made him get an instant boner. I smiled and said, "We can
see you get the idea." He looked embarrassed a little, but didn't try
to hide it, and smiled back. I said "Bill, what do you think he will
say when he sees mine?" Bill said "I don't know. Maybe he will be too
amazed to say anything." Tony looked very interested, and said, "What's
so amazing about it." The others grinned. Davie was about to say
something, but Rod hushed him.
I said "Rod, is there time before supper?" He said "We will make
time." Then he came over and massaged my crotch. Then he motioned to
Tony to do it, who looked a little scared, but a little eager too. He
did it, and said "Wow!" We all laughed. I said, when he looked a little
confused, "I get that a LOT!" Then he laughed too. I said "Now look
what's happened. We all have boners, and they are NOT happy being
scrunched up in our pants. We need to do something about this
situation." All of us but Tony undressed right away. When he saw us
doing it, he did, but slowly. Bill was trying not to stare, but I could
see it made him hot. The matchmaker part of me thought that was good.
Then Bill embraced Tony very gently. Then they had eyes only for each
other. Rod, Davie, and I helped each other, after Rod closed the door.
It didn't take long, before we all squirted. We cleaned up and hugged
and did nut play with each other, and kissed. We didn't say much. It
was a growing closer time. I let them feel my love. That made Tony look
at me strangely. I winked.
Then we went to have supper. I grinned at the parents, and they
nodded and smiled back at me to show they understood all was well.
While we were eating, there was a phone call. It was for me. Father
needed me for a emergency mission. He would pick me up in half an hour.
I asked if Rod could come. He said Rod wasn't needed, but could come,
because it could be educational. I asked him to wait a minute and asked
to talk to F3 privately, and told him about the mission and wanted Rod
with me for educational things. There wouldn't be any danger. He agreed
to it, and went and whispered to F3, and they sent Rod to me, who asked
to come. Father agreed. We went back to supper and were finished before
Father came to pick us up. Before we left, I met with Bill and Tony
privately, and asked them not to ignore Davie in their fun. They
promised they wouldn't. I will tell you about the mission in a
different letter.
Your friend,
Stephen
--
Grant
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