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The Adventures of Stevie #124
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, at year 3 of summer camp.
The Adventures of Stevie #124 "Back At Camp"
Dear Carlos,
All the campers were in the dining hall, watching a movie. Chad and I
saw it last year, so we could do without it. I contacted Tommy, and
said, +It's Stephen. Sorry to bother you, but Chad and I are back, and
just came from the director's office, and are outside the entrance to
the dining hall. Is it possible you could ask Debbie and Wanda to join
us, so we can apologize for leaving them? You can talk silently back to
me, so nobody can hear.+ He said +Alright, I'll send them out. Just
stay somewhere were you can be seen from the door.+ I said +Thank you.
Hanging up now.+ I told Chad about the contact. He said "You can do it
without a picture?" I said, "Sometimes, with somebody I know very well,
and have time to make a detailed mind picture of them. I discovered it
while contacting through the dolls. Please keep it a secret." He
started say wow, but I put my hand on his mouth. We both laughed.
Debbie and Wanda came out to us, and we sat on the grass together. I
said "I'm sorry we had to go home for a while. It was very short
notice. We came back sooner than we could." Chad snorted at that, and I
said, "I mean, as soon as we could." Debbie said "I understand. I
think. Is it something you can tell us?" I said "I want to, but I can't
tell you all of it, and what I can say, would be very hard to believe,
even for the people who worked with us on that. Are you sure you want
to know?" Debbie punched me on the arm. I figured that meant something
like yes. I said "First I have to say Chad and I are geniuses, and go
to a special school which teaches some unusual things, besides the
college courses we take. Because we are experts in some things which
are useful for law enforcement and spying, sometimes they ask us for
help, like when kids are involved. One of the special things we can do,
has to do with truth and lying. We know when we are being lied to, even
before they say anything. For example, I can ask somebody, 'Are you
giving government secrets to people who shouldn't have them?', and I
will know the truth. We have caught spies that way. This time it was
more complicated, and one part of the case involved a boy being kept
prisoner as a sex slave. When I found that out, I had to save him. We
did. Then we got him the help he needed, and came back to camp. I said
with mindtalk +Chad, should we tell them about our disguises?+ He said
back +Yes. That will be fun.+ I said +Why don't you do it. Discom.+
That meant "disconnecting communication." I knew he would understand
that.
Chad said "To find out the truth, we had to meet and talk with some
bad people. We didn't want them to know who we were, and that we were
just little kids, so we dressed up as married midgets. Stephen was the
husband, with a fake mustache, and I was the wife, with a wig, dress
and heals. Purse, too." Wanda looked delighted and said, "Really?
Wonderful! What was it like for you?" He said "Breezy, and unsteady. I
don't know how you girls walk in those shoes, and the wind going up my
dress, tickled so much I was afraid I would get a boner and spoil the
disguise. At first I didn't like the girl's panties I had to wear, but
I got used to them after a while." Wanda said "You can borrow my
clothes any time you want to dress up." Chad said "I would rather have
you without your clothes. Hmm, that didn't come out right." Wanda
hugged him and said, "I think it did." She kissed him very thoroughly.
Debbie and I grinned at each other, and decided to kiss too. It was
definitely not bad.
The movie ended, and the campers came out. Our friends saw us, and
came up and wanted us to go to the cabin with them, so we did, and said
goodbye to our girlfriends. Chad and I stopped halfway with Rod, to
tell him what happened, while Jeremy went ahead with the boys. We told
him all that Chad knew, but not how we got back to camp. I said, half
teasingly, "Chad made a beautiful girl. You should have seen him.
Perfect acting. I'm proud of him." Rod said, "I'm sorry I missed it."
Chad said "You should be. I almost wanted to screw myself, when I
looked in the mirror, but couldn't figure out how." We laughed really
hard back to the cabin, arms around him. I love his sense of humor.
The boys wanted to know why we were gone. Chad told them about it,
like we told the girls. They wanted to test the part about the truth
telling. I did it, and they were amazed. I said "My father spent a long
time teaching me this from when I was a baby. I can see by the way
people move, and their faces, how they feel about things, specially
about what they say. Anybody can learn to do some of this, if they have
a good teacher, and practice a lot. It takes years of hard work. Chad
isn't as good at this as I am, because he hasn't studied it as long as
I have, but he will be just as good, very soon. I know it, and I'm
really proud of him." That made Chad swarm all over me, which made
everybody else hot, too. There was a lot of boy play going on for a
while. Then Chad said "Hey, everybody! Want to know how to drive Stevie
wild with pleasure, so much he almost can't stand it? And more, he'll
make us feel it, too." They really wanted to know, so he told them.
Chad and Rod held me, while they all took turns licking and sucking my
nuts, for the longest time. I was almost ready to scream so loud the
whole camp could hear me, when they changed to swallowing my monster,
stopping with the delay technique a lot of times, before they finally
let me squirt. There were a lot of Wows, while we were resting. Then
they slowly helped each other squirt, which happened pretty fast, they
were still so hot from my broadcast. Rod and Chad helped each other,
while I rested.
I told Chad while we were in bed, "Want to know something funny?
There were a lot of panting dogs, just outside the walls. I wonder what
they thought of it." Chad laughed silently, his whole body moving like
a vibrator against me. It was not a bad feeling, specially as he had
hold of my nuts. I said, while playing with his nuts, too, "Chad,
please, can we not do that EVERY night? It's a lot of fun, but I don't
think I can take it too often." He said "Alright, but at least once for
the director." I said, "Yes, I agree. Goodnight, my loving brother." We
kissed into our dreams.
Your friend,
Stephen
--
Grant
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