The Adventures of Stevie #141
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 the Winter of year 4 of school, at
Thanksgiving.
The Adventures of Stevie #141 "No to Turkey"
Dear Carlos,
Thanksgiving was good this year. We had a lot of people. There was
Father, Dr. Knot, Tommy, Jeremy, Ninja and his wife, and Rod and Davie,
and their parents. Naturally there were Zack and Glena, and Brandy and
Marsha, and Dan and me. And one more. I invited Tomba, because he is a
friend, and he doesn't have any family. He was very happy to come,
after crying on the phone when I asked him to. He came early, like
Tommy and Jeremy did, to help with setting things up. We didn't need
them, and so many people got in the way, but we could't tell them not
to. Because Tomba doesn't eat meat, we made sure we could give him a
good meal of veggie stuff. He brought some, too. So did Ninja.
Before we ate, Rod stood and said a prayer. Then Tomba said one too.
Then the rest of us each stood and said what we were thankful for.
Davie was thankful for his family and friends. Marsha and Brandy had a
long list. Some of it was funny. Ninja and his wife thanked each other.
So did Tommy and Jeremy, and me as their matchmaker. I was embarrassed.
Dan and Tomba must have planned it, because they both stood up at the
same time, and thanked me and my team for their lives and happiness. I
was VERY embarrassed. Then it was my turn. I said "I'm thankful to be
alive here and now, so I can be with people I love, because love means
more to me than anything else in existence." I dripped a few tears on
my plate when I was sitting down. I think I might not have been alone
with that.
We had turkey, and ham, and lamb, and all the other stuff I love.
This time I decided to eat only what Tomba ate, out of consideration
for him. Glena noticed, and approved. Tomba noticed, and almost cried.
I fixed that, by fingering my hair, and looking speculatively at his
shaved head, as if I were thinking about shaving my head too. He had to
smile at that. I love helping people to smile. Jeremy caught that, and
smiled, too. Davie made a mess. As usual. I did too. Stuff got all over
our clothes. Yes, we were wearing clothes. Our best. Even naturists
like to dress up on special occasions sometimes. I didn't like it.
Wiping yourself off is a lot easier than wiping your clothes. Better
results, too. Davie even spilled stuff on Tomba's monk robes. He tried
to wipe them off. Rod was in a position to see what happened, and
winked at me. Can you guess what that meant? Davie made Tomba have a
boner. I nodded to Rod and contacted him, and said +Stay over?+ He said
+I'll work on it.+ I said +Good. Should be interesting. Discom.+
We finished with desert of different pies. I let Tomba know there was
only veggie stuff in them. I saw Rod talking with his parents. He
signaled mindtalk at me, so I connected. He said +Davie too?+ I said
+Naturally, if he wants to.+ He said +Okay+ and I disconnected.
Mindtalk can be useful. Ninja and his wife left, but not before I gave
them a hug and love. The same for Tommy and Jeremy, and father, before
I remembered not to, and Dr. Knot. And Rod's parents. Rod, and Davie
stayed. I got Tomba to stay, by saying he couldn't go back to the
Temple looking like that. We should wash his robes first. That would
take time, so he should stay over. He didn't mind that at all, but had
to get permission. I called and told the monk in charge of him. I
didn't ask, because I knew they would do what I said. Tomba may live
there, but he is still my student too, until I say he isn't, because I
saved him and awakened his abilities. They knew and respected that.
We all undressed and handed our clothes to Marsha and Brandy, who
volunteered to do the laundry for our guests. They would do a lot more
than that, to see Rod and Tomba naked, and they knew I knew that. We
traded conspirator winks. We spent time in the living room, so we could
all catch up on each other's news. Most of the time was spent getting
Tomba to tell us about his life in the Temple. He was very good making
the boring sound interesting. Then the boys went to the bedroom. 5
would make a fun crowd for playing around, but would be a tight fit on
the beds. Tomba said he could sleep on the floor, because he was used
to that. The rest of us objected, Davie the most. In fact, Davie looked
very attracted to Tomba, who didn't have any problem with that. Rod was
amused. I thought it was interesting, because Davie isn't gay. I
whispered to Rod, "Maybe it's because Tomba is somebody knew and
exotic." Rod agreed. I heard Davie say to Tomba privately, "I know you
love Stephen, and want to be with him. Everybody does. You can have him
any time you want to. So can I. You and me, is a different thing. We
might not see each other again. I like you very much. I don't know why,
because I'm not gay, but I think I love you. Let me be your love for
tonight, please. I want to hold you forever, but tonight will be all I
can have." Tomba told him yes with a tender kiss. I thought that was
beautiful. Davie is becoming more mature. He's growing up. I liked
that, too.
We were tired and still full from all that eating, so we didn't do
anything too wild. We exchanged kisses, hugs, nut playing, and monster
grabbing, mostly equally. We slowly built up the heat. Then Tomba
swallowed Davie's monster, and Davie gasped in surprise and moaned
loudly. I didn't remember if he had that done to him before, but it
looked like it was his first time. Then Dan did the same to Rod, while
Rod was still pumping my monster. Davie and Rod squirted. Then Dan and
I helped each other squirt, and Davie helped Tomba squirt. We cleaned
up and rested. I assigned the beds. Davie and Tomba would share my bed.
Dan and Rod would sleep in Dan's bed. I would sleep on blankets on the
floor. Dan and Rod objected. I said "I've done it in camp lots of
times. You know that. It's not a problem. I LOVE for people I love to
be happy with each other. Please don't take that away from me." That
stopped them, just like I knew it would. That's how we slept, and I was
very happy and gave them a lot of my love, which they didn't complain
about.
The morning after Thanksgiving was different. We woke up, and then
they piled onto me and did the nut licking and sucking thing, and then
the delayed squirting thing to me. I think they enjoyed it almost as
much as I did, but it was hard to keep from screaming my lungs out with
pleasure, so I didn't disturb the rest of the family. Then they made
each other squirt. I was too worn out to do anything but watch, but I
was very happy for them.
Your friend,
Stephen
--
Grant
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