The Adventures of Stevie #127
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 #127 "Belong?"
Dear Carlos,
This time Debbie wore a 2 piece swim suit in the pool party social.
That made it much easier to get my fingers in her fun spot, because
reaching down from the waist is much better than trying to go through
the leg opening in the other suit. She loved it when I could slide my
hand up into her top, and play with her breasts. I liked it too. Chad
noticed, and asked Wanda if she could wear a 2 piece. She got very hot
when he explained why. I was happy for them. Debbie finished 3 times. I
finished once, but with a lot of squirts. I'm sure Rod knew what we
were doing, and Jeremy, too. They didn't say anything, but did wink at
us a few times. Debbie and I kissed goodnight after the party, before
we went back to our cabins.
Chad and I watched the other boys play with each other. They don't do
much goose poker anymore, but go right to the real stuff, ball play and
monster pumping. We were happy for them. I let them feel my love. Now
they know I'm doing it, after the nut licking party demonstrated so
much, and they all come and kiss and hug me, with some ball play,
whenever they can. I like it, and give them more love. When I'm with
Chad, they do it to him too. He definitely doesn't mind it at all.
I told Chad, "I'm not coming to camp next year." He said "Why?" I
said "Because I will be working on my doctorates, and working in my
office. I won't have time to do much of that during the school year,
because I'll be teaching and working, and experimenting. And helping
you learn more about your developing abilities. That's more important
than you might think. There is one more reason which hurts to talk
about. I'm not a boy anymore, even though I still look like one, and I
can't fake acting like one. I'm not the great actor you are. I can't do
sports, because I would beat everybody so bad, it would be really bad
for them. I can't fake being not good at it, and I couldn't lie like
that, anyway. People are beginning to notice me too much, and in the
wrong way, and that's not good for security. When there is trouble, who
do they run and get? The nurse? The director? ME! That's not good for
them, or the camp. When I'm not with you or Debbie, I'm bored and
restless. I don't belong here. Really, I don't belong anywhere, except
at work or school, and the Temple." By then I was dripping tears. So
was Chad, because he knew I was right. He hugged and kissed me, but we
knew that wasn't going to change anything.
I said "It's time we contacted Tomba. I think we should do it
together, because he is too hot for me, and I don't want him to get the
wrong idea, until Lance can win him." He said "Let's." I silently
contacted Chad, and did the same to Tomba, and said +Hello Tomba. Do
you hear me?+ He said excitedly, +Yes I do!+ I said +Chad is with us in
this connection. Is Lance with you there, and if he is, would he like
to join the connection?+ We heard him say, +Lance, do you want to talk
with Stephen and Chad? He says yes.+ I contacted Lance, and said,
+Everybody say something, so I can make the connection stable.+ I got 3
hellos. Then we discussed the usual things, such their life as student
monks at the Temple, and our time at camp. After that, I said, +I'm
glad you 2 are getting along so well.+ Chad said +Me too.+ Tomba said
+So are we.+ I could tell there was some love there. I said +I'm happy
for you both. I look forward to seeing you both again, which should
happen soon.+ Chad said +That will be interesting, seeing how much
you've learned. Maybe I'll be a student monk next year.+ I said +I
didn't think of that. What a good idea! I wish I had time for that. We
shouldn't keep you 2 up too late, or the Abbot won't smile as much when
we get back. Sleep well.+ We all said our goodbyes, and I cut all the
connections.
Chad said "I think they are starting to love each other. Good for
them. Tomba deserves some real love for a change." I said "Right!
Speaking about love, Debbie guessed what I was doing when I contacted
Shan while I was with her at the bonfire, and told me to say hello to
whoever I was going to talk to, when I asked her permission to
concentrate on something for a while. Keeping so many secrets from
people I love, hurts. Sometimes I don't like who I am and have to be."
Chad said "I understand. I feel the same way, and I don't have nearly
as much secrets you have to keep. But we have each other, and now we
know I can resist mind attacks, you don't have to worry about me being
forced to give away your secrets. I have Wanda, and might have other
girls, and boys too, but you are my first and best love. You will
always have me, forever." I kissed him, and dripped tears, and so did
he. We went to sleep that way, in the love we shared.
Your friend,
Stephen
--
Grant
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