The Handoff

The Handoff 9

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The Handoff 9

By CaptainJ

Tommy took a shower by the pool as Kristen who was already dry just put her shorts and shirt on over her swim suit, Sandy and Rachel however left to get a quick shower at their cabins before dressing for lunch. So it was just Kristen and Tommy who walked through the camp to the dining hall. Like the day before, Kristen draped her arm around his shoulders and pulled him against her as they walked. Tommy didn’t mind, he really liked the pretty girl and her touches were always nice.

“I really meant what I said back there Tommy, those girls were very lucky that you allowed them to check out your body like that. Many girls don’t have good experiences like that...”

“I don’t know about that Kristen, but I’ve heard stories from boys bragging that they got some girl naked and things they made them do in exchange for the girls checking the boys out. I don’t know if they actually did those things or were just bragging to make the other guys think they were big men, but I felt sorry for the girls if it did happen like the boys said.”

”What kind of things Tommy?”

“Mostly handjobs and two said they got blowjobs or at least sucked, but they also said they were rough handling the girls bodies. It makes me sick that they’d treat a girl that way, then brag about it!”

“Fortunately that never happened to me. I helped take care of a younger neighbor boy, diapered him and gave him baths from the time he was about 3 years old and I was 7. So I got to watch all the changes in his body as he grew and he was never shy about his body around me. I babysat him officially from when I was about 10 until last year, so I had my own personal study subject if you will for 9 years. I loved taking care of him and kind of miss having him around. He’s always been such a sweet and loving boy and never a problem ever.”

“Then he was a very lucky boy Kristen, you’re a really nice girl and I bet he loved how you treated him. I know what that’s like, Kathy did that for me until her family moved away and I loved her like a big sister. Now Jenny takes care of me and I love her even more than I did Kathy.”

“Can I ask a personal question Tommy?”

“Anything Kristen,” he replied.

“OK well I’m just curious about how you’re so calm and natural being nude surrounded by so many girls, it doesn’t seem to bother you at all...”

“Kristen I’ve spent most of my life naked, at least outside of school and usually with at least one girl or women present, if not more. My mother has always been big on the whole ‘Little Boys have no need for Modesty’ outlook and way of raising boys. So I was naked at home almost all the time no matter who was there. Then in school once I was on Puericil, we had to have a girl with us all the time, even in the bathroom and we did gym naked with a bunch of girls in the class. Keep a boy naked enough, and well we just get used to being seen and accept it as just the way it’s going to be. So there’s no reason to be excited or embarrassed about it. I only get nervous about it when someone wants to paw my privates, because we boys can be hurt there.”

“OK well that explains how you’re so casual about it, not all the boys here in camp are so relaxed being naked with girls. It also explains why you wanted me to supervise those girls to make sure you’re weren’t hurt.”

“Kristen, some of the boys here have only been on Puericil for a couple of weeks and most for a year or less. Unless they were raised like I was, they’re not used to it yet. I suspect by the time they go home, they’ll be much more comfortable about it. And yes that’s exactly why I wanted you to supervise. I trusted that Alex wouldn’t hurt me, but I didn’t know those other girls, heck I don’t even know their names? Girls can be too rough and not realize that they’re causing pain by accident in their excitement to handle a boy. Besides, with you supervising and as a witness, I can’t be accused of doing something perverted with those girls. You were my safety net against rumors that at least a few who don’t want boys here at all might use against us.”

“Hadn’t thought of that Tommy, but Sandy, Rachel and I can all three testify that you did nothing wrong today; rather you did everything right and nothing anyone could be offended by. Good call on your part there Tommy.”

When Kristen delivered Tommy to Jenny in the dining hall, she gave a quick whispered explanation of what happened so that Jenny would know the truth should and rumors circulate. Jenny just nodded she understood and gave Tommy a smile and pat on the leg that she had no problem with it.

“So what’s on for this afternoon?” Tommy asked.

<sigh> “I’ve got C.I.T. and counselor classes all afternoon and one after dinner, for girls from all the other parts of the camp about Puericil boys in general and about how you boys are handled in school and here in camp. Mrs. Butterfield and the other Sr. Counselors thought it would be a good idea to use a similar presentation like we did with the staff. I plan on using your Power Point program and Susan’s going to set it up in the computer lab so I’ll be doing the presentations there. Oh and Petra, you’re in the one after dinner, I know you don’t need it, but since all the other counselors and C.I.T.’s have to attend, Mrs. Butterfield said you’d have to also.”

“Do I have to be there?” Tommy asked.

“No just me... This is a class by a Puericil Supervisor for girls who may end up supervising Puericil boys at some point in the future about the drug, it’s effects and how to go about supervising Puericil boys.”

“OK that makes sense, am I scheduled for anything?” Tommy asked.

“I’m taking you with me to the range Tommy, I’ve got two hours of classes, then I thought you and I could just either walk around and check in on other activities around the camp or we could just go back to our cabin and hang out until dinner,” Petra advised.

“Sounds like a plan,” Tommy responded.

****

As they walked to the Archery range, Petra held his hand and at one point they came to a tree down across the path, from the storm that hadn’t been removed yet. Petra surprised him when she just picked him up and carrying him like a toddler, stepped over the tree trunk before putting him back on his feet. “Why didn’t we just walk around it?” Tommy asked.

“Because there’s poison ivy on both sides of the trail here that they haven’t sprayed yet and I didn’t want either of us walking through it. Besides, this is where Charlie twisted her ankle this morning, when she slipped going over it and stepped in a hole. It was just safer for both of us for me to carry you...”

“OK it just surprised me when you picked me up...” he replied giving her a brief hug. “My big sister takes care of the little boy again...”

“And your big sister noticed you never seem to mind when she picks you up like that right?”

“I love it when you do that Petra, you and Jenny both are so strong, it just amazes me how easily you two can pick me up and move me around.” He replied smiling up at her.

“So you wouldn’t mind if I carried you the rest of way to the range?”

Tommy didn’t say anything he just stopped and held his arms up, then giggled as she picked him up and his arms and legs circled her neck and waist. “God I love how you’re so comfortable being treated like a little kid Tommy,” she murmured as she gave him a quick kiss.

“Only being physically treated that way Petra, but both of you girls never talk down to me like a little kid, something I hate, neither of my Amazon Women ever do that.” He said as he lay his head on her shoulder enjoying the ride as she walked. She didn’t put him down until they got to the range and she had to dig out her keys from her pocket to unlock the office and storage room. Several girls were waiting when she got there and giggled as they watched her carry him past them. Tommy and Petra just ignored them.

“OK girls the range is open get your equipment and we’ll get started,” Petra said after opening the second door. “You’re advanced, so unless you need help, I’ll just let you practice on your own.”

Pulling her chair out, she sat, then lifted Tommy and sat him on her leg straddling it then held him with one arm as he lay back against her, both of them smiling. Tommy just sat there relaxed as he snuggled back against the big girl, watching the obviously older girls shooting at the targets.

“OUCH GOD DAMN!” a girl yelled from down to their right as she dropped her bow and grabbed at her chest.

Petra quickly lifted Tommy and put him on his feet, then rushed to see what the problem was.

“THE DAMN STRING HIT MY BOOB!” the crying girl yelled as she continued to hold her chest.

“Let me see,” Petra calmly asked.

“NOT WITH A BOY HERE! He’ll see my chest!”

“Then come in my office and I’ll check you in there, but I WILL see the extent of damage, or you can go to the infirmary right now. But I already see part of the problem, you’re not wearing a Sports Bra or ANY Bra for that matter and that’s just asking for this to happen!” Petra firmly told the girl.

“I forgot... and it’s so hot out today...” the girl whined.

“And now you know why I insist you older girls wear a bra, preferably a sports bra to keep your tits out of the way, if you turn your body too much! Now either the office or infirmary but immediately either way!”

Petra led the girl into the office and just said “stay here Tommy” as they passed his seat just outside of the office. Inside she told the girl to lift her shirt and the girl seemed worried about Tommy. “Don’t worry about Tommy, he’s not going to look and even if he saw something, it wouldn’t be the first breast he’s seen and certainly won’t be the last! He’s 17, do you think he doesn’t know about girls bodies? Hell I should call him in here to make sure he see’s! I was watching you and you were ogling him instead of paying attention to what you were doing! Letting him see you would even the score some...”

There was quiet for a minute then Tommy heard a whimper followed by Petra’s voice, “Well the skins not broken but you’re going to have a hell of a bruise there and be tender for a few days. Whether you go to the infirmary or not is up to you. They may have a cream or lotion you can put on it...”

“I’ll go see if the nurse has anything...” was the whimpered reply. Shortly after that the girl came out still crying and headed for the entrance apparently headed to the infirmary. Petra followed and went over and picked up the bow from the ground, unstrung it and placed in on the rack. “If any of the rest of you aren’t wearing a bra, then hang up your bows, you’re done for the day!” she ordered. “Now you know exactly why I told you to make sure you’re wearing one!”

Petra came back over and put Tommy back on her lap again and gave him a little quick kiss. “Would you really have let me see her boob?” he whispered.

“No, but it shut her up and let me check her injury. Besides little boy you’ve got 4 boobs to play with already, you don’t need any more,” she whispered back and snickered and got a grin in response.

“Yeah I do 4 nice ones and I love them and the girls they belong to,” he replied and kissed her cheek.

When the class changed over, a new group of older girls arrived and like the last class, Petra just told them to proceed on their own. Soon it too was over and once the equipment was put away, she locked up the range and they started walking back taking a route through other activity areas. When they got to what was called the ‘pioneering’ area, saw a number of small groups learning what appeared to be camping skills, using an axe, tying ropes to make a bridge, some building a camp fire, others setting up tents and a counselor talking about hiking equipment and had what looked like a repelling harness she was holding up by a climbing wall. One girl saw them and started in their direction. She was wearing a yellow shirt so Tommy knew she was a C.I.T., but the surprising thing to him was her very dark skin. He’d only seen a couple of black girls in the dining hall and a few who looked to be from India as well as a couple clearly oriental.

“Hey Petra! Slumming in the Pioneering Area today?” the girl said with a grin, then looked at Tommy and said, “Well what do we have here one of those Puericil boys?”

“No Shawna, just giving Tommy here a walking tour of the camp, at least part of it. Tommy this is Shawna; Shawna Tommy and yes of course he’s a Puericil boy or he wouldn’t be here in camp.”

“Hi Tommy, don’t pay any attention to anything the Amazon might tell you about me, just because I don’t run track, I’m not worthy of her notice. But then she’s no good at building fires, pitching a tent, shopping firewood, climbing mountains or repelling down cliffs so I guess we’re even,” she said with a grin.

“Hello Shawna, nice to meet you too,” he said and extended his hand to shake.

“OH my a polite cute little white boy, now that’s something new for this home girl!” she replied and then shook his hand.

“Sorry? But I haven’t met any African-Americans before, we only have a few in our school and well they don’t even give me any notice, being so small... I guess they don’t consider me a threat or anything...” he shyly replied. “Just never had the opportunity... but you seem nice...” he added blushing.

“Oh and he blushes nicely too! When you get to dinner, tell Jenny I’m taking her up on her offer Petra, if the rest of these boys are like Tommy here, I’ll love helping out with them.” The Black girl said grinning.

“OK I’ll tell her, but what’s that all about?” Petra asked.

“Nothing drastic.” Then turned to Tommy and said, “And Tommy it’s ok to call me a Black girl, you don’t have to be totally politically correct with me. Just don’t use the ‘N’ word and you and I will get along fine. Now I’ve got to get back to work before Clare lets one of these little girls break their neck on my climbing wall.”

“What was that all about?” Tommy asked as they proceeded away from the area.

“No idea, but apparently Jenny does. Don’t worry, Shawna may talk tough and sometimes act tough but she’s really a nice person. It’s just that she grew up in the inner city in a rough neighborhood and sometimes acts tough. For her it was a survival mode, just like yours was trying not to be noticed. I’ve known her here at camp for about 5 years and she’s really nice and funny to be around.”

“Well she seemed nice, very strong too. She’s got a really strong handshake, I wondered if I should check for broken fingers after shaking her hand! And looking at her arm and leg muscles, I sure wouldn’t want to cross her; she could break me in half with no trouble at all.”

“Checking out other girls bodies are we Tommy?”

“Like you said, survival instinct Petra, it’s something I’ve always had to do. Not sexual, survival!”

They eventually got down by the lake and Tommy saw racks of canoes and a dozen rowboats along the shore. “You’ll be coming here tomorrow afternoon for canoeing lessons, our entire group will be together for that class. So you’ll know how to use the canoes Wednesday afternoon to go on the campout.” Petra explained. “Have you ever been in a canoe Tommy?”

“No, never... I’ve seen them on TV but I’ve never been in any boat of any kind...”

“Then I’d suggest that you let one of the girls who knows what she’s doing have the back of the canoe, since that person does the steering. In the front you just paddle, providing propulsion.” Petra advised.

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At dinner, Petra sat beside Jenny and Tommy beside her. They’d no more than sat down, when Shawna plopped down beside Tommy and looking past him and Petra said, “Got all my stuff moved Jenny so I guess I’m official now.” Then looked at the small boy beside her, “Hey Tommy nice seeing you again,” giving him a pat on the shoulder.

“Hello Shawna, so I’m guessing you’re one of our C.I.T.s now?” he asked.

“Yep! Apparently Jane had to go home, and Jenny asked me if I’d like to join your little group this afternoon when she was doing her Puericil classes. I wasn’t sure about it until I met you and that made up my mind for me. I’ll be honest Tommy I don’t have a lot of good experiences with white boys but Jenny told us you boys were different and from the one’s in my classes at school and after meeting you today I just had to believe you boys wouldn’t be like the ones back home. So here I am and I hope all you boys and girls will accept me.”

“We will Shawna, no bigots or bullies in our group,” Petra advised. “So what happened with Jane?”

“Her parents were in a car crash,” Jenny advised, “She had to go home to look after her little sister until her parents get out of the hospital and recover. I don’t expect her back this summer, apparently it was pretty bad from what little the Director told me.”

“That sucks,” Shawna replied, “sorry to hear something like that is why I got the offer to work with you kids.”

“You might have gotten one anyway Shawna, Mrs. Butterfield is considering rotating the C.I.T.’s around some this summer so they have wider experience. Not like previous years where you were stuck in the same housing area for the whole summer.”

“That’s cool with me Jenny some of the girls I was with so far were kind of whiny if you know what I mean and it was getting old quickly. So this gave me a change of bunkies and that’s not all bad.” Shawna replied.

“Well I’d like to get to know you better Shawna, if that’s ok with you,” Tommy offered.

“Me too, Tommy, I’d like to get to know a nice white boy, like I said my experience with white boys back home hasn’t always been good.”

“Well you two will get your wish this evening. You’ll have a couple of hours at least to get to know each other. Petra and my other C.I.T.’s will be in the same class you took today Shawna, so I’ll have to leave Tommy with you until we get back. All I ask is that you take good care of my boy. Will that be a problem?” Jenny advised.

“No problem for me Jenny,” Tommy replied.

“Me neither,” Shawna replied, “It’ll give us time to just sit and talk and get to know each other.”

****

Jenny, Petra and the other C.I.T.’s left for the computer lab from the dining hall. Tommy, Shawna and all the Puericil kids headed back to their cabins. When they got there Tommy led the Black girl inside and plopped onto the sofa. “Here we are, home sweet home, for the duration anyway,” Tommy said grinning. “Have a seat wherever you want.”

Sitting beside the small boy, she turned to look at him, “Jenny told me some about you Tommy, that you’re 17 and been on Puericil for almost 6 years and that you’ll be a Senior in High School and apparently really smart. Third in your class? I’m impressed!”

“That’s me, only child of a single mother and outcast at school both due to my size and smarts. Jenny took over as my supervisor this Spring when the girl who had been my supervisors family moved out of state,” He replied. “Not a lot more to know about me, my life’s been mostly lonely since kids my age didn’t want to associate with the little shrimp.”

“I’m familiar with the ‘outcast’ thing Tommy. I go to an inner city school about 65% Black, and the rest split between Latino and a few whites. It’s rough and drugs are all over the place. If you’re not in the ‘IN’ or ‘cool’ group, then no one wants to associate with you. I’m not in either, and actually trying to learn enough to get the hell out of that neighborhood, don’t do drugs, could care less about the latest Rap star or any of that bull, so I don’t have many friends either. I’ll be honest when I say that one of the best things that’s ever happened to me was being invited to come to this camp 5 years ago. It was a whole different world to me and I’ve made a lot of friends here that I wouldn’t trade for anyone back home. Now my whole goal in life is to get a good scholarship so I can get out of there. The amazing thing to me is that I’m accepted here, Jenny and Petra don’t care that I’m Black or come from a poor home and you struck me as the same. I’ve never had a White boy offer to shake my hand before.”

Tommy just scooted over and gave the girl a hug, before sitting against her. “you won’t get that from me Shawna, I don’t care about race or religion or any of the crap people use to keep people separated and at a distance. I only care about how people treat me. If they treat me civil then I treat them the same, if they’re nice to me, then I’m nice. At my size, my whole life has been defensive, identify who’s a danger to me and stay the hell away from them. You don’t strike me as being someone I need to worry about, so I’d like us to be good friends if you’re willing...”

“You don’t need to worry about me ever hurting you Tommy, I’m not that type. Like you, I’m defensive, where I come from it’s a matter of survival so I learned to read people early too. I’d love to have you as a good friend. Would you mind if I held you on my lap while we talked? For some reason I just feel the need to do that and maybe cuddle you a little...”

<giggle> “I’d love that Shawna!” then moved around and backed onto her lap and relaxed against her shoulder. “Is this ok for you?”

Wrapping her arms around him and giving him a gentle hug, she looked down into his blue eyes and gently caressed his cheek with her hand. “You know Tommy, if anyone had ever told me I ever have a naked little white boy sitting on my lap like this, especially here at this camp; I’d have called them totally crazy. But that’s exactly what I’ve got right now and the amazing thing is it feels totally right to me... You’re a very special boy Tommy you got by all my defenses.”

Giving her a light kiss on the cheek before he replied, “You don’t need defenses with me Shawna, I’m no danger to you, anyone can see that, so they didn’t get activated. You’re nice people, so mine didn’t activate either.”

“You really don’t care about race do you, that’s what’s so unreal to me about you sitting here with me; well that and that you’re naked and don’t seem to care about that either. I don’t know any Black boy who’d be naked on a girls lap over the age of about 7 or 8 and even then, they’d be somewhat upset about it. They all seem to turn into alpha males at about age 6.”

“Shawna, even when I’m off this drug and full grown, I’ll never ever be an Alpha male, not possible, because I’ll still be smaller than most women and 97% of all males over the age of 13. I’m doomed to be small it’s my genetics. Mom’s 5’2” and my dad was 5’3 ½ “ so the odds of my being much taller than either of them are remote. As for being naked, well I grew up that way with a mother who didn’t believe in boys being modest, I’m used to it, no big deal to me. If you want a big strong man, it’ll never be me...”

“That’s where you’re wrong Tommy,” she said patting his chest. “You’re one of the strongest boys I’ve ever met! You put up with all the shit that comes your way and are still a nice boy. You see the person inside not the person on the outside and that makes you incredibly strong, because you disregard all the masks and game playing people do and see the real person and then decide whether to associate with them or not.” She continued while gently stroking his smooth body enjoying the feel of it. When she realized what she was doing, she suddenly stopped and lifted her hand and said, “Sorry.”

“Why did you stop it felt good? And what are you sorry about?” he asked looking up at her. “Shawna, it’s ok for you to touch me like you’ve been doing, I was enjoying it... Girls seem to like doing that with me and I’ve learned to just relax and let them do what comes natural to them and we both enjoy it.”

“You really don’t mind me handling your body like I was doing? I mean I didn’t realize I was doing it, not intentionally anyway...”

“I just told you it felt good and since girls seem to do it without thinking, it must be, I don’t know some maternal instinct thing. But yes I’m fine with it as long as you don’t hurt me. I’m not into pain. <giggle>

“In that case little guy, I’ll just indulge us both,” <laugh> and gave him a little pat on the behind before returning to stroking his body only this time thinking about doing it.

****

“Oh Dear Jenny, we leave the boy alone with a girl for a couple of hours and he’s already seduced her into putting him on her lap and cuddling him! We can’t trust that boy alone with ANY girl, they all want to do the same thing with him! He probably even got some kisses from the poor girl!” Petra voice said from the doorway.

“Yes I see. Don’t worry Shawna, it’s not your fault, he worms his way into getting petted, cuddled and kissed by every girl we leave him with, <sigh> I just don’t know what to do with him...” Jenny replied as she walked in behind Petra.

“Well if you two weren’t leaving me alone with strange girls all the time, it wouldn’t happen would it!” <giggle> “Don’t pay any attention to them Shawna, you can cuddle me all you want!” Tommy replied and gave Shawna a kiss on the cheek.

“OK well ladies, I could spank him instead of cuddle him, I DO have lots of experience in doing that with naughty boys. Has he been naughty enough to earn one?” Shawna said looking up at the girls.

“No it’s a lost cause, he’s just the type that girls just have to cuddle and kiss, we can’t help ourselves. So it’s not really his fault he’s so lovable that we can’t resist.” Petra replied.

“Agreed,” Jenny ruled, “he’s irresistible in that regard, however just remember he’s MY boy and although I’m willing to share him, I’m not giving him up. So if you find yourself alone with him and feel the urge to cuddle the little guy, well just go ahead, but remember he’s mine ok?”

“No problem Jenny, but I’ll take advantage of your offer. I’ve never met a boy like this one and well I just have to cuddle a sweet boy like him.” Shawna said with a grin.

<sigh> “We totally understand Shawna, we feel the same way... <sigh> it just comes with being a woman and having a little cutie like him all but begging for our attention, yet never overtly saying it or even doing anything to cause it.” Petra advised.

“So little guy, it’s bath time for you and then into bed, it’s getting late and Shawna needs to finish unpacking so she can go to bed too. So into the bathroom!” Jenny directed.

“Yes Jenny, whatever you say, you know that. But Shawna needs one last kiss from me to thank her for taking such good care of me in your absence.” Then just leaned up and kissed her on the mouth, and with a giggle was quickly off her lap and headed for the bedroom door.

Shawna was a little shocked, then just sat back and grinned as she looked at the other two girls. “Honestly I don’t know how it happened, but we were sitting here just talking and suddenly I’ve got this beautiful little naked boy on my lap and both of us seemed perfectly ok with it like it was perfectly normal.”

“Been there, done that!” Petra said laughing. “When I’m alone with Tommy I just have to wrap my arms around him and can’t seem to stop myself.”

“That makes three of us,” Jenny replied with a giggle, “I’ve been that way with him since day one, when I became his supervisor. But he loves it just as much as we do, so I say we just go with it!”

“I agree, but the thing that still amazes me is that he doesn’t care at all that I’m a Black Girl handling him like that. I just have no experience like it ever.”

“Race has nothing to do with it with Tommy Shawna, it’s all about trust. If he trusts you, then you’re free to handle him all you want and he’ll never object. But don’t break that trust. He doesn’t give it easily...” Petra advised.

****

In the bathroom Tommy could hear the girls still talking, but filled the tub and slowly lowered himself into the hot water before laying back with his eyes closed and relaxing letting the heat overtake him. It was a hand stroking his chest that brought him back to reality. Opening his eyes, he looked up and saw Petra leaning over him and with a soapy hand gently washing him. He smiled as her hand glided over him and just waited for her to say something. He had to wait several minutes as she concentrated on cleaning him as she moved his body to gain access as needed. It was when her big hand cupped his groin that she finally spoke.

“So did you get and handjob from her Tommy?” she asked as she gave him a little squeeze down there.

“No she stroked and felt me all over, but only touched me there briefly, more to assure herself that I was really a boy I think. She seemed to enjoy stroking me all over more...”

“I didn’t think she got that far, since you weren’t hard when we came back. So do you like her Tommy?”

“Yes, she’s really nice but lonely. She’s had a tough life and needs friends. I don’t think she’s ever dealt with a boy like me, who’s submissive and not trying to get anything from her. She was examining my body like it was a first time experience to have a naked boy on her lap like that. Maybe she’s held babies, toddlers and really young boys like that, but I don’t think any boy over maybe 6 or so and certainly not a teen boy. Especially one who talks to her like a teenager. I think the whole thing shocked her a little...”

“I can empathize with that reaction Tommy, and it probably was the first time she’s ever had a White boy on her lap like that, so that made it highly unusual for her. I felt the same way the first time I got to hold you but for different reasons as I knew you were my own age. It just seemed surreal to me at the time, that a boy my own age would let me hold them like that and be so relaxed about it. It still amazes me at times and it’s also confusing at times...”

“How so?”

“OK how do I explain it? Physically you’re a little boy, and I’ve babysat and taken care of quite a few little boys babysitting them. Most little boys let their babysitters handle them without much fuss, but most become incredibly shy about their bodies from about age 9 or so; before that they don’t seem to mind being naked with a girl in charge of them and handling them when necessary. Before 9 or 10 they enjoy being cuddled or a girl giving them a bath like I’m doing right now with you. After that age, you get the whole ‘I’m a big boy and can do it myself’ attitude at bath time and as for cuddling, they might accept it for a few minutes then they want to get up or fidget when you hold them. It’s like, I don’t know a switch gets turned on about that age and suddenly being naked or handled by a girl is no longer acceptable and they must act like a much older boy.”

“OK I’m following you so far. Petra, that’s about the age boys discover about sex and that has them realizing about sex roles that society expects. That’s the ‘switch’ you were talking about and they see how older boys and girls act together and assume they’re to act that way if they want to be considered grown up or at least nearing that phase. Why do they become suddenly shy? Society tells them that as they grow up, they’re supposed to be modest about their boy parts and they know if they’re naked they’ll at the least be compared to older boys and feel inadequate in that they haven’t grown up there yet. As for how you feel about cuddling and handling little boys, I guess my best explanation is ‘mothering instinct’ all women and girls; at least all I’ve met, seem to have the same natural inclination to want to hold and physically soothe children and especially boys, since girls mature faster and become independent earlier than boys. ”

“I get all that Tommy, and I agree that’s probably what’s happening most of the time. What’s confusing is the boy sitting here in the tub calmly letting me wash him when I know he’s 17, and who not only accepts being cuddled and his body handled, but seems to enjoy it? Speaking of which, let’s get you out of there and dry, then we can continue talking...” Lifting him from the water, she dried him with a big towel and then just picked him up and carried him from the bathroom. Jenny was already in bed and apparently asleep, so she carried him into the living room and sat with him on her lap as he snuggled against her. “Now where were we?”

“You were wondering why teenage Tommy Thompson, reacts differently than other boys to being treated like a little boy, some would even say ‘babied’ by girls his own age, when other boys would never allow it. That’s what has you confused?”

“Exactly!”

“To understand that, you need to know the history of Tommy Thompson. I didn’t grow up the same as most boys and the more I learn about how other boys grew up, I realize just how different it was for me. For starters, I don’t remember my father at all, he and Mom got divorced when I was about 3. So at home it was just me and Mom. But to add to that, our next door neighbors was another single mother with a daughter my own age and all three of them took on the job of raising me, especially from about age 7 or 8 when Kathy took over most of the role of my caretaker. When Mom wasn’t home, I was next door with Mrs. Robinson and her daughter Kathy and over the years all three females in my life diapered me and gave me baths. Add that neither of the women in my life believed that little boys had any need for modesty; I was naked at home or next door almost all the time except when in diapers or things like birthday parties. So for me being naked with women and at least one girl, but actually many of her friends too, was perfectly normal. I’ve told you before that I was naturally submissive to women and girls even before they put me on Puericil; how could I not be? It was my entire life experience with 2 women and a girl in charge of me. I learned early on that to not follow directions from them or causing a fuss about something they wanted to do with me, resulted in a red bottom. Both women believed in spanking and I learned it was to be avoided at all costs.”

“Then the kicker happened when Kathy and I were about 8. Suddenly, Kathy was much bigger than me when she had a growth spurt and of course I didn’t. At that point, she took over most of my care, like it was the most natural thing in the world. She was the big girl and I was the little boy and she became for all intents and purposes my big sister/babysitter from that point on, with the full approval of both mothers. Kathy continued to grow and I for the most part didn’t, well I did, but very slowly compared to everyone else my age. At 12 I was only ¼” shorter than I am now, while Kathy was 5’5” and well into puberty. She gave me my baths and handled my body however she wanted, whenever she wanted and was in charge of me totally by that time and it was just the ‘normal’ of my life to that point. I once asked my mother why I was so small, when I was about 10 and she explained about genetics to me, since she’s a nurse and told me how small my father was. At that point I knew I was doomed to always be smaller than almost everyone my age or older and just learned to accept it as fact, it wasn’t going to change so I had to learn to live with it.”

“So now we reach age 12 and my mother learned about Puericil and decided it seems that she wanted to keep her little boy and started me at that age, so I wouldn’t go through all the typical teenage rebellion, not that I’d ever been unruly up to that point, so it wasn’t the typical reason they give boys that drug. No, she just decided that I didn’t need to go through puberty yet. So Tommy gets put on it and the end result is that my body hasn’t changed in any significant way since then. Since Kathy was already my babysitter and taking care of me, it was natural for her to be made my Puericil Supervisor at school too since we were in the same grade and the only part of my development that changed was my brain. I applied myself to the academic side of things since I couldn’t compete physically with my classmates. And the years just went by and I was always supervised and taken care of by two women and 1 girl all of whom loved cuddling the little boy. Since I couldn’t fight it and objecting got me nowhere, I just learned to enjoy it. The end result of all of that, is the 17 year old boy in a 12 year old body sitting on your lap.”

“OK wow! I never expected that explanation, at least not so complete but it all makes sense when you explain it. But what about sex? Didn’t you want that? All boys do... at least I think they do, it’s just natural?” she asked.

“The short answer is sex was nonexistent for me until Jenny took over as my supervisor. I was forbidden to masturbate myself as that was considered by my mother to be objectionable. I had to have a girl or woman do it for me and neither of the women in my life nor Kathy were interested in doing it for me. In short, my sex life until this spring was zero. Kathy wasn’t interesting in that part of me. OK I got a couple handjobs when she gave me baths, but that seems more by accident than intent on her part when I recall them now. Other than that I had wet dreams about once a month. Jenny was appalled in the neglect I’d had in that regard and gave me my first intentional handjob that first day when she gave me a bath and has since been teaching me on how to please you girls with my small body. For that alone, I’ll always love her and you too Petra, both of you treat me so differently in that regard to my prior life that I’ll always love you two. I know I’m inadequate physically and you two don’t seem to care and just teach me how to make the best of my little boy body.”

Giving him a serious kiss, with her nose still brushing his she softly replied, “You’ll never be neglected like that again ever Tommy, not with me around. I’m falling in love with you little guy and I’ll make sure you’re always taken care of when you’re with me. You’ll never have that problem again if I can help it!”

Kissing her back, he had tears in his eyes when he replied, “Thank you Petra, I love you too...”

“Good now let’s go to bed it’s getting really late and we both have to be up early.” Then kissed him deeply before just standing and carrying him back to the bedroom and after putting him on the bed, turning off the lights and slipping in behind him and pulling his small body against her own.

****

Tommy awoke the following morning his body fully wrapped by Petra’s arms and legs, his face nestled between two soft breasts and the part that amazed him was his hard small cock was encased in a warm wet place that felt like heaven. He tried to back up, since he knew he didn’t have permission to be inside her like that, but her legs just tightened pulling him back inside until his body was squashed against her. Then she started humping against him and he could feel her swollen clit rubbing against him and never having experience anything like it before, felt himself getting close to cumming and thought he should warn her. “I’m gonna cum if you keep that up,” he softly whimpered.

“Go ahead baby, I want to feel you shoot inside me,” she replied and humped against him harder. He didn’t need any more encouragement than that and was soon grabbed by hard spasms as he emptied his small balls into that tunnel. Apparently that was enough to trigger Petra because she grabbed even tighter crushing him against her as her body likewise shook with a strong climax. “Thanks Tommy, that was nice,” she said as she tilted his face up and softly kissed him, before untangling their bodies and rolling him on top of her as she rolled onto her back. Tommy just lay there as they both tried to get control of their breathing.

“How... How did that happen?” he quietly asked.

“I don’t know baby but I’m not sorry it did. I felt you inside me and wanted it to continue, so I didn’t let you escape when I felt you had wakened and made sure you were rubbing where I wanted. Are you sorry I was your first and it was mostly an accident? I’m not!”

“Are you kidding? I’m only sorry that it wasn’t intentional on my part. I love you Petra and I love that you let it happen. I’ll never be sorry that a loving girl like you was my first time. You... You won’t get pregnant will you, I mean we didn’t use protection...”

<giggle> “Not likely sweetie, but thanks for worrying about that. I’m on the pill so the odds are way against it, like less than 1% chance, and besides it’s the wrong time of the month for me.”

“Well that’s good anyway...”

“How would you feel if I did get pregnant and we had to get married?” she asked as her hand stroked along his spine.

“I’d be the happiest boy in the world that a beautiful loving girl like you would want me as her husband... I told you I love you and now even more than before.”

“Then we’d both be happy with it Tommy, because the more I’m with you, the more I think we’re perfect for each other... Now let’s get up and shower, or we’ll be late for breakfast.”

“Yes Ma’am, whatever you say...”

****

At breakfast they found Jenny again sipping coffee and quiet. “You too are entirely too chipper this morning. You were late getting to bed last night, anything happen I should be concerned about?” she quietly asked.

“No we just had a really long talk last night after you went to bed and I understand our boy more than ever now. He explained his upbringing and it filled in a lot of things I’d wondered about before and why he’s the way he is and my responses to him.” Petra replied.

“Well that’s good,” Jenny replied. “Anything else?”

“Yes we discovered more by accident than intent this morning that he is capable of using his little pecker to get a girl off and I intend to have it happen again intentionally next time. It was very nice,” she whispered back.

“So I guess I’ll have to try that too, not for a couple more days though... right now I’ve got the cramps and not really interested in sex at all,” Jenny whispered back.

“Don’t worry about it Jen, he’s in good and safe hands until you’re ready.”

****

The morning swimming classes went without incident, with Tommy spending the entire morning in the pool while first Sandy and then Rachel took up lifeguard duties. The younger girls in the first class seemed especially excited about him being in the water with them and teaching them. Apparently the slightly older girls in the second class had told them about how well he’d helped them and that he was a really nice boy.

As the second class ended and the four of the pool staff stood together discussing the progress of the two beginner classes it was Rachel who made the observation that Kristen had already noticed. “I don’t know why Sandy or I are here at all, they all want Tommy to teach them and always go to him for help or corrections.”

“I’m sorry you and they feel that way Rachel, I’m just trying to help... I’ll just lifeguard if that would help.”

“No way! I know you’re not doing anything intentionally to take control Tommy, and you’re very good at teaching. All of them are learning much faster than expected. I tell them the same things you do and it doesn’t register. You tell them and it’s like a great revelation and they do exactly what you suggest. It’s just, well frustrating I guess.” She replied.

“It’s not anything Tommy’s doing Rachel, but what you and I aren’t doing,” Sandy said obviously thinking about it. “He shows them more attention than we do and they know he’s watching closely. He also makes things easy for them to understand without talking down to them and tries to make it fun to learn. The kids are excited learning from him and pay close attention. Those are things you and I need to work on!”

“That’s my observation too,” Kristen interjected. “Both you girls are excellent swimmers and know the techniques they need to learn. It’s your interactions with the kids that’s different. Tommy seems to be naturally able to garner their complete attention when he’s instructing and like you said, they know he’s watching closely and interested in them and that they learn. In short he’s more ‘hand’s on’ emotionally not physically in his approach and the kids feel proud of themselves when they are able to perform whatever he’s teaching them. They recognize that he’s happy they learned and is proud of them. Rachel, you’re more of a distant observer when you teach and they don’t feel the same pride, because you don’t show pride in them for having learned. Something you’ll need to work on when teaching younger kids. Sandy is closer to Tommy’s technique and just needs to show a little more emotion.”

“I’m just happy he’s here helping out,” Sandy said as she gave him a one armed hug. “Having him here and watching how the kids are learning so fast compared to previous summers, makes me feel good about what we’re doing. Besides, I’ve learned a lot about teaching from him myself and I know it’s making me a better teacher.”

When the other two girls left to clean up for lunch, Kristen gave him a hug herself. “I meant what I said Tommy you’re a natural teacher and you really should take the W.S.I. course. It would be a total waste for you not to teach swimming! Now do you need a restroom break before going to lunch. You’ve already taken a fresh water shower?”

Blushing he quietly replied, “Actually no Kristen, I went in the pool during that last class... Sorry about that...”

<laugh> “Don’t be embarrassed Tommy that happens all the time. Why do you think the Chlorine levels are so high? Half the kids who use it, pee in my pool! Heck I sometimes do it myself.”

“It’s still embarrassing to have that happen Kristen, I’m 17 that shouldn’t happen to someone my age...”

“Don’t worry about it buddy, no one knows except you and me and I’m not telling!” she said with a grin then started dressing in her shorts and shirt over her Speedo suit.

****

At lunch he sat with Jenny, Petra and the C.I.T.’s as a group. Jenny got all of their attentions when she spoke, “Tommy I’ve asked Shawna to go with you to the canoeing lesson this afternoon and she will also be going along on the overnight camp. Petra, you will be in charge of our group on the overnight as the most senior Counselor in our group. I won’t be going, the way I’ve been feeling, I’m not up for either the physical activity or sleeping out in a tent right now, so I’ll task you to looking out for Tommy and our kids. Rely heavily on Shawna once you get to the campsite, as she knows more about camping skills than anyone in our group, but you’ll be in charge of everyone and I expect all our C.I.T.s to help keep out herd out of trouble.”

Getting agreement from all the girls she just nodded acceptance and returned to picking at her lunch.

****

As they walked together to the waterfront, Shawna noticed Tommy looked concerned about something. “What’s up Tommy? You’re not your usual happy boy?”

“Worried about Jenny, I’ve never seen her like this...” he softly replied.

“Oh don’t worry about that Tommy, she’s just having a more than difficult monthly period. Some months it’s more painful than usual and that’s what’s got her feeling down. It’ll be over in a few days and she’ll be back to normal.” She advised.

“I didn’t realize it was like that for girls... it’s painful?”

“It can be at times. Tommy this is one thing you boys can be happy that you don’t have to deal with. Usually the cramps that come with it are not that painful, and the whole thing is just a bother that we girls have to live with. But sometimes like Jenny is experiencing right now, they can be like stabbing pains and hit you when you least expect it. As a result we get grumpy and don’t want to engage in anything physical that could aggravate them to being more frequent. Jenny told me she hasn’t had any this bad for over a year and that for her it’s unusually only this bad at most once a year or so. She’ll be fine in a couple of days. Just support her and understand she’s in pain and not really herself until it’s over.”

“OK and thanks for explaining that to me Shawna, I never realized it was like that for you girls. I knew you had them, but no one ever explained what it was like before. Guess we boys are lucking not to have to go through that...”

“It’s just one of the things women have to live with Tommy and something we usually don’t talk about with men and boys. But if you think this is painful, wait until your wife gives birth to a baby! Now that is REAL pain!”

“Yeah my mother told me about that one. She said it’s why I’m an only child, she didn’t want to go through it again and didn’t want a C-section either and it’s partially why my parents got divorced, among other things.”

“Some women are like that Tommy. My mother however happily gave birth to four of us all natural births and just said it hurt at the time, but the benefits of having a child out weighted the temporary pain. It’s an individual choice we women have to make. So enough of women’s problems have you ever been in a canoe before?”

“No never, not any boat actually. We never lived near a lake or anything and the only swimming I’ve done has been in pools as a result.”

“Don’t worry about it, you’ll love it, it’s lots of fun!”

“I heard they tip over easy...”

“Well they can but not if you pay attention. They’re long and narrow and with a rounded bottom they can tip over a lot easier than a wider boat. The key is to keep your weight low in the canoe and literally don’t ‘rock the boat’ intentionally. But the instructor will cover all of that.”

****

The canoeing class went quickly and Tommy found he loved it, with Shawna in the stern doing the steering all he had to worry about was not leaning too far over when he paddled, thus not ‘tipping the boat’. A couple of canoes did get tipped but all the kids had fun. All the kids had to wear lifejackets, so no one was in danger when they fell into the water.

It was a smiling boy who walked back to the cabins with Shawna’s arm around his waist, her hand gently stroking his side as they walked. “You’ll need a shower before dinner Tommy,” she suggested as they neared the cabins. “Go on in and get started while I grab a change of clothes,” she directed and smiled when he just complied with her order.

The surprise for Tommy was when she pulled back the shower curtain and stepped in to join him as he washed his hair and couldn’t see clearly. “Shawna!” he said with a yelp.

<laugh> “Expecting someone else Tommy?” <giggle>

“Maybe Jenny or Petra?” he asked

“Nope just little old me. Now don’t go getting all embarrassed, I’ve already seen all of you so there’s nothing for you to suddenly get embarrassed about.” She chided.

“Yeah but I’ve never seen you... that way...”

“So open those pretty eyes and have a good look. All the same basic equipment I know you’ve seen before, just a different color. No big deal.”

“Wow you’re beautiful!” he exclaimed as he gave her a look over while blushing.

“Thank you Tommy all girls like to hear a boy tell them that. Now let’s get clean,” she suggested as she soaped up her hands and started gently washing his body. “Just relax and let me get you squeaky clean Tommy, this is just as much a first for me as it is for you.”

“What do you mean?”

“Well until you, I never got to hold or touch a White boy and I’ve certainly never been naked with one before, and I’d never do this with a Black guy unless I planned on having sex with him. But this gives me the perfect excuse to explore your little body with no shame on either of our parts and If you want, for you to do the same with me if you want. Would you like to do that Tommy?” <giggle>

<groan> “Really Shawna, you need to ask ANY boy something like that? I’d love to wash you if I have permission!”

“Well you have it little guy, so get to it and get me clean while I wash you.”

“Yes Ma’am whatever you say, you’re in charge!”

“And don’t you forget it!”

Tommy didn’t hesitate, he soaped up his hands and then reached forward and began gently stroking her body, marveling at how hard her muscles were as he washed her shoulders and arms. When his hands got to her breasts, she moaned as his small hands manipulated them gently but firmly “If all white boys treat girls breasts like you do Tommy, I’m going to have to get me a white boy. All the guys who’ve touched me there before were too rough, and grabbing at them. I love the feel of your little hands.”

“My pleasure,” he replied with a giggle.

“Yes I noticed,” she said as her hand closed around his small erection, then gently stroked it getting a moan from him.

“Don’t hold back Tommy, I want you to cum for me,” she softly instructed as she continued working him. She didn’t have to wait long as he was extremely excited with her handling and was soon spewing his cum into the space between them. When he recovered enough not to need support from her strong arms, she surprised him again, “Do you know how to make a girl feel good with your hands Tommy? If so I could use a little help, all this has me really excited.”

Tommy didn’t say anything verbally, he just slid his soapy had down over her firm flat tummy until he found his target and then went to work with his little fingers teasing her slit and then homing in on her clit until she came hard leaning against him. When she recovered, she pulled him tightly against her body and gave him a serious kiss as she stroked his body. “Thanks Tommy, that was wonderful and I really needed it. You have no idea what having a naked boy so available and cooperative does to me.”

<giggle>“Probably not much different than for me being with a beautiful naked girl,” he replied as he rubbed his chest against hers.

“Point taken, now it’s time to rinse off and get out and dry,” she replied before giving him another good kiss and moving him back as she reached to turn off the water once they were clean of soap.

Both were smiling when they arrived at dinner and Petra had a good idea of what had happened but didn’t say anything at that time.

****

That evening Jenny took some pills and went to bed early leaving Tommy alone with Petra in the front room of the cabin with him as usual on her lap getting cuddled and stroked. “So little boy tell me what had both you and Shawna wearing goofy grins at dinner?”

Tommy just snuggled against her more and recounted his afternoon and in particular the details of his shower with Shawna and how he felt about it. “I didn’t do anything wrong did I?” a little worried his girls would see it as cheating on them.

“No baby, you made her happy and had a little fun yourself. We told her she could play with you as long as you agreed and I’m happy for both of you. So what was it like with a Black girl?”

“Not much different than doing the same thing with you or Jenny really, except she’s shorter than either of you and of course the contrast in skin colors. She was either really excited by it all or has a quick trigger, because it wasn’t long after I touched her down there until she came hard and was very loving in the way she handled me before that. She gives nice kisses too...”

“Good for both of you Tommy, I’m happy you both enjoyed yourselves.”

“You’re really happy I played with another girl like that?”

“Yes sweetie, because now you’ve got more experience diddling a girl and I’m sure you’ll show me what you learned right?”

“Of course I will Petra, I love making you girls happy that way!”

“Even more, I’m happy that you’re willing to be totally honest on what happened between you two. That shows trust in me that makes me very happy. Now come up here, you need some of MY kisses as a reward for being such a wonderful boy and then we’ll go to bed and you can get another chance to do what we did this morning and maybe a lot more.”

“Yes Ma’am I love your plans for me Petra...”

****

Tommy did get a second chance at actual intercourse that night, intentional this time and also got his little behind filled with her strapon as an encore and went to sleep a tired but very happy boy.

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