The Adventures of Stevie #186
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 14 in this story, after year 4 special school, in the Summer.
The Adventures of Stevie #186 "Mary'd"
Dear Carlos,
I had been trying to figure out a good way to get Mary out from under
me. I couldn't, and I was getting desperate. Don't get me wrong. The
sex was great, and very educational, but I just didn't like her. And I
positively hated to hear her rant on and on, while we were screwing,
about how bad it would be for her husband to find us going at it. Then
it happened. The way to stop it, and I never would have expected it.
That was because I didn't expect it. I don't think anybody could have.
This the way it started.
Mary and I were just about ready to finish, when there was a loud
noise behind us. It was somebody yelling "What's going on here!" The
next thing I know, I'm flying off Mary and into the air sideways, to
slam into the wall beside the bed, and slither down it to the floor. I
didn't make that happen, Mary did. I guess that's what mortal fear can
do to somebody, and she sure did it to MY body! I looked up and over
the edge of the bed, and saw Mary in absolute terror, and facing her at
the foot of the bed, was what looked like a statue of Greek God, all
muscles and waving golden hair. His tight shirt and pants left little
to the imagination, of what they strained to cover. His picture on the
nightstand didn't do him justice. Her no longer absent husband repeated
his earlier question, and Mary still couldn't answer. So I stood up and
said, "Hi, I'm Stephen. We were having sex. It was very good, too." He
said "I'll bet. Why were you fucking my wife?" I said "Because she was
lonely and good looking, and I wanted to learn. I did. She is my first,
and a good teacher. We weren't quite finished when you interrupted. Can
we get back to it now?" I'm sure he wasn't expecting that from me. But
then, I really didn't expect what he said in return.
Mary's husband Wade, said, "Sure, if you can get her to do anything
in that state. Here, let me help." He picked me up and put me on the
bed with her, and then he undressed. His monster was just like mine,
awake and gigantic. He climbed onto the bed with us and hugged Mary. He
said to her, "I'm very upset with you. You should have told me you were
doing this. I'm sorry I missed it. He's quite a beautiful boy." While
he was saying that, he was caressing her breasts, and then he stroked
my monster. So, then I knew what he was doing for sex on those lonely
roads he traveled on. He picked up boys. Mary looked confused, but
calmed down enough to notice what he was doing. I had one of her
breasts in one of my hands, and he had the other. Then he picked me up,
and positioned me for reentry, which I did. I started timed thrusts,
while he played with her breasts. She was liking it very much, which
her loud moans verified to the whole building. She and I were getting
very close to finishing, when he grabbed my nuts. I exploded in her,
and she screamed her pleasure at her own orgasm. He made himself
squirt, while still holding on to my nuts with his other hand. He
squeezed them a little too hard, to which I said '"Ouch!", which seemed
to help him finish.
While he was resting, I managed to get my nuts loose from his grip. I
got off the bed and wiped myself off with a towel. Then, while I was
dressing, I said, "This was fun. Thank you both. My education is
complete now, so I'll be leaving you. My girlfriend will be quite
pleased with all I've learned, and I'll be exclusive to her from now
on. Thank you very much. Have a nice day." Then I walked out of the
bedroom and out of their lives. I'm sure they never could figure me
out. I liked that a little.
Then I thought about who to tell, the rest of the afternoon. Race and
Pete visited after supper, so I thought that was a good opportunity,
but one or two members of my desired audience weren't there. I
contacted Chad at the Temple and said, +I have a story to tell you,
which you really want to hear, but your reaction is likely to be too
loud and undignified for your present circumstances. Can you get free
to come over, maybe for the night? Tomba too, if he wants.+ He said
+Wait, I'll check.+ I heard him ask Tomba and their supervisor, who
agreed to the visit. Chad said +We can be there in a minute. Tomba can
port us. Bedroom, right?+ I said +Right. Discom.+ In a minute and a
half, they ported in. They slithered out of their robes. Well, that's
what it looked like. We hugged and kissed all around. It had been a
while. We discussed their temple activities, and Pete told them about
our activities with Bart. Chad laughed at Pete's playback of the
running episode. Chad was really interested in my gun barrel bending,
after Pete described how I looked. He wanted to see my muscles get big.
I could tell Tomba, and Dan, who came inside in the middle of the
story, were interested, too. I said "Alright, but after the new story I
have for you."
I told them how I got together with Mary, and why. Then I described
what we did. That got them hot. Then I told about how I disliked what
she kept saying about her husband finding us, in the middle of
screwing, which they thought was funny. Then I told them my decision on
breaking it off, but couldn't figure out how to do that without
problems. Pete and Race knew some of that already. Then I told them
what just happened that afternoon. When I finished, there was open
mouth silence. Then they cracked up with laughter, and Chad actually
rolled off the bed and bounced on the floor. I had to laugh at that.
When Tomba could talk, he said, "You were right. This isn't a Temple
discussion. But can we see your fancy new muscles now?"
I went to the middle of the room, and imagined I was struggling
against some tough things, and contracted my muscles against each
other, and pumped them up almost as big as they were before, which was
about 3 times bigger than they usually are. I made a strongman pose,
and the all came over to touch my muscles. Except Chad. He caressed
them lovingly, starting at my arms, and moving down. He said "They sure
are big and hard." Then he got to my monster, which rose up to greet
him. He said "Hello, this too." Then he grabbed my nuts, and said "Wow,
he even has big muscles here too!" I couldn't help it. I collapsed onto
the floor, laughing my head almost off.
Chad said disappointedly, "Oh look, his nice big muscles are all
shrunken now." Race pointed and said, "Not that one." Tomba said "Then
we should help it shrink." Dan said "I know, from a massive amount of
experience, that's going to take some work." Pete said "Then we'd
better get started!" They did. I was picked up and laid gently on the
bed, and they grabbed me everywhere and it was really good. I started
the link, and we did the usual nut play to start, as long as we could.
Then Tomba and Dan, and Chad too, swallowed monsters. Their excitement
in doing that, and our nuts being played with, and the sensation of
their mouthes and tongues on our monsters, and our real love for each
other we could all feel, all being shared and intensified by the link,
sent us to squirting ecstasy. After we rested, I said "This proves I
was right. Love is what makes sex real." They agreed with their love.
Your friend,
Stephen
--
Grant
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