Stephen's Private Blog #10
These stories about Stephen began was when he was 10 years old, and
moving to a new part of the country to attend a special school for
gifted students, in the 1950's. 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. He wrote
225 of them to a friend. He stopped writing to his penpal, but found he
still wanted to record his life, in case he lost his memory again, and
wrote 30 entries in his first logbook. Now he is writing to an
artificial intelligence called Geenee, in the master computer in his
school for gifted students, which he started attending in 2016.
All characters are fictitious, even if some of them might have names
that belong to some actual people, or act like people we know.
The stories may not be posted in chronological order.
Stephen is 11 in this story, near the end of Summer after end of year 1
of his special school.
Stephen's Private Blog #10 "Camp is Great!"
Dear Geenee,
Mark visited our cabin during after lunch rest time. We didn't rest.
We did to him what we did to Dex, and he couldn't be happier about it.
Andy is enjoying helping other people now, and I'm glad he's not so
fixated on me. It was Jeremy who arranged for Mark to visit, and told
me in a meeting. He said "There are some very unhappy gay boys here,
who you and your cabin mates can help. It's not fun for a gay boy to be
the only one in his cabin. He can't be himself there, but in your
cabin, he could be very happy." I said "I didn't know. Nobody should be
sad they can't be who they are, and NEVER in a place they come to, to
have fun. We have to help them!" He said "I knew you would say that.
Mark is one who really suffers, and not just because he loves you." I
said "Send him to us after lunch, and we'll see how it goes. If he's
too possessive of me, like Andy was, he can't stay. That would cause
problems. If it turns out alright, we can take about six more. Most of
us sleep on the floor, and there is room for that many more. Then if
they have to, some can use the beds. What ages are they?" He said "12
and 13. The younger boys don't know enough about themselves to have
much of a problem with it, and the older boys have to learn to deal
with it." I said "Reasonable, but I care about all of them. Then again,
I think having the older boys, 14 and up, live in the cabin, wouldn't
be fair to the younger boys." He said "I agree. You would make a very
good counselor." I grinned and said, "I think we will have to wait a
few years for that." He grinned back, and we hugged each other with
love.
That was how we got Mark. After that one time, in afternoon outside
free time, I said to him, "Do you want to change cabins? Don't answer
yet. If you do stay in my cabin, there is has to be special rules for
older boys. You don't do sexual play with any younger boy, unless they
make the first move, and when they want to stop, you stop right away.
And you can't play favorites, particularly with me. That would be bad
for everybody, so you would have to go back to your old cabin. If you
do change, and it works out well, we will have some other gay boys your
age visit us to see if they want to join us, too. Now you can answer."
He said "I like the idea there could be some boys my age there, too.
Yes, boss, I accept your rules." I said "There're not just mine. The
counselors and the director agree with them, too, and are helping this
happen." He said "Good". He moved in that evening. Two days later, we
had two more gay boys try us out. They cried and begged to stay. We did
two more, in two more days. We have a VERY happy cabin now, with a lot
of hugging and kissing happening all the time, and very good orgasms
three times a day.
The regular activities we do aren't so bad now. I like swimming, and
I can really fly in the ocean. The dances aren't so bad, either. Slow
dances with girls are a lot of fun. It's interesting watching how
annoyed the girls are, when the gay boys dance with each other. They
complain that the boys they really want the most, are gay, and so can't
have them. I don't really feel all that sorry for them, and the
straight boys love it, because it makes more girls available to them.
I'm learning a lot about social interactions, which you can't get from
books. I think that's one of the reasons why we are required to go at
least for one summer. I think I would like to do this again, next year.
Goodbye for now,
Stephen
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Grant
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