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Date: 19 Sep 2011 17:13:01 -0500
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The Adventures of Stevie #200
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, in the Fall of year 5 of special school.
The Adventures of Stevie #200 "Last Visit to Camp"
Dear Carlos,
I have time to tell you about our last visit to summer camp. Really
the last, forever, because I didn't intend to do it anymore. It was 3
days before the summer session ended. We, Chad, Pete, Race, Tomba in
regular clothes, and I, ported to an empty section of the dining hall
in the middle of the morning. We went to the director's office, who was
expecting us. I introduced Race and Tomba, and said, "They are all
adepts like me, now." Pete said "But taller." Chad hugged me and said,
"But not prettier." I said "I don't know. You were very popular in
those tight's last time we were here." Race said "Tights? You wore
tights?" Chad said, "Sure did. Felt nice, too." I said "He liked the
feel of them so much he got a boner he had to hide." Chad nodded with a
smile. Tomba said "I'm sorry I missed that." Chad grinned at him and
said, "So am I." Race said "We could buy some tights." I said "Don't
you think we should be paying some attention to our host?" Mr. Insane
had a big smile on his face, clearly enjoying our boy byplay. We told
him about our adventures, which he liked hearing about. I signed a copy
of my dog book for him. Then it was time for lunch.
We went to the dining hall. Mr. Insane didn't have to announce us,
for all the yelling and screaming to start as soon as they saw us. We
waved hello. We sat at the head table. The food was as good as ever. I
made sure the staff knew I liked it, which made them happy. After
lunch, we went to the usual cabin for rest period, which we didn't
expect to be very restful. On the way, Chad and I stopped to kiss our
girlfriends, Wanda and Debbie. We had already told them what our plans
were. Inside the cabin, we were mobbed by the boys. They didn't
hesitate with the new visitors like they did last time. They expected
boys we brought, to know what would happen. Tomba and Race liked it,
and showed them that. We were all very happy. More happy when all our
clothes came off and we made a big squirming pile of boys on the middle
of the blanket covered floor. I started the link, and things got really
intense. In just a few minutes we all squirted. It took longer to clean
up the mess. While we rested, we discussed our plans for the day. They
were very interested, and couldn't wait to see the shows.
Our first activity was the animal show. I played with the birds and
dogs like before, but with fancier acts. The campers loved it, and the
time after it, when they got to play with the dogs to reward them for
their work. Then we rested on my usual hill. Chad and I sat next to our
girlfriends, and held their hands. Debbie still wore the love ring I
gave her, which she made sure I noticed. Our next activity was in the
dining hall. We took the stage, and performed a magic act, with our
girlfriends helping. Nobody but a few knew we weren't doing illusions
and tricks, but real things. And we made it funny, with some falls and
tumbling. That kind of thing isn't too hard to do, when you can use
mindtalk while you're doing it, to help with the coordination.
The next activity was the pool party social. We had brought our swim
suits for it, which we went to the cabin to change into. Mine, which
was the neon blue speedo Kit gave me, was getting a little too small
for me, because I was growing, and my monster showed more than before.
Most of the girls stared at me, and some of the boys, too. Jeremy was
watching them, and he saw I noticed that. He winked at me. I knew he
was thinking about inviting those boys to his cabin next year. I
thought about pumping up my muscles some, to enhance the show, but was
too cowardly to do it. In the pool, Debby, Wanda, Chad and I, were in
our usual place against a wall, with our cabin mates around us, keeping
us undisturbed. Like usual, I was afraid Debbie would drown while she
sucked on my monster under the water. She didn't drown then, but maybe
almost, when she slipped under the water when my hand under her 2 piece
suit top played with her breasts, and my other hand down her swim suit
bottom in her vagina made her have an orgasm. Twice. Chad and Wanda had
similar fun. Pete and Race were popular with the girls, from Pete's
performance at our last visit, and Race being with us this time. I
think they got to have some fun with girls, too. Tomba found a boy to
talk to about religion. He knew I was listening, and didn't mind it.
After the pool party, we went back to the cabin to change before going
to supper.
After supper, we had the bonfire activity. It was a cool evening, so
we huddled under blankets, which covered up more sexual play. Near the
end of the bonfire, we had a fireworks show. Well, it wasn't really
fireworks, which would have been very dangerous in the woods. I did it,
with fancy energy control, like I demonstrated to the team in my
backyard. I had already set the steps and patterns I wanted, in a
crystal. All I had to do was stand away from people in the dark, and
put the crystal to my forehead, and a week of work in creating the
display, happened almost automatically. It looked like regular
fireworks, but a lot more fancy. I made pictures of people with the
lights, and designs, not just colorful explosions. 2 of them were
hearts with "Stephen Loves Debbie" and "Chad Loves Wanda" in them. The
girls thought that was a little embarrassing, but funny. I think they
did appreciate it. I was cheered after the show ended. Then Chad and I
had to give our goodbyes to our girlfriends, and we went back to the
cabin.
We sat around and talked some. Then there was hugging. Then kissing.
Then our clothes were off, and Pete and I were grabbed, and our nuts
were licked by Mac and Bone. We felt wonderful, and the link made it
more intense for everybody, including Debbie and Wanda who were under a
blanket together in their cabin, helping each other, like the boys
were, and included in the link, which we had planned. I varied the
intensity of the link to make it last as long as possible, but I made
it more intense for the girls, so they could have multiple orgasms.
After a while, we had to squirt, and we had mouths to help that along.
I made the link go really intense at the end, and we squirted our guts
out, like it would never end, and the girls had their last orgasms too,
at the same time. Chad and I said goodbye to them, and I cut the link.
Tommy and Jeremy helped us clean up, because we were all so tired. Then
they went behind the counselor's partition and had their own fun, while
the rest of us went to sleep in a big pile on the floor, in between
layers of blankets. It was love.
In the morning, we did the usual regular healthy squirting, and went
to breakfast. After eating, we said our goodbyes to the campers, and
went to Mr. Insane's office. It was just us, the visitors, and the
director, there, when I gave him a special gift. I had recorded the boy
orgy from the night before, into a crystal. It had not just Tomba's
memory of it, because he is gay, and that was the viewpoint Mr. Insane
would want to have, but the feelings from the link, too. I told him
what it was, and how to use it. He thanked me, and kissed and hugged
Tomba for his part of the gift. I could tell Tomba liked it. He knew I
knew when I grinned at him, and he grinned back. I said to Mr. Insane,
"Best you play that when you are alone, and be ready to clean up after.
That could make a 2 thousand year old mummy squirt his guts out. Not
that I'm saying you're that old." He grinned and hugged and kissed me.
I whispered loudly, "Careful, or you'll make Tomba jealous." That got
me a few pokes. We ported home, each with some very good memories to
treasure.
Your friend,
Stephen
--
Grant
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