The Handoff

The Handoff 2

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The Handoff 2 – Camp Puericil

By Captain J

Seventeen year old Tommy Thompson under the supervision of Jenny Crawford, his new supervisor and classmate is off for a summer of new experiences as part of a test program for Puericil boys and their girl supervisors at a Girl’s summer camp called Camp Firebird. (reading part 1 is highly suggested).

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It had been two weeks since Jenny had taken over Tommy’s supervision from his longtime caregiver and supervisor Kathy Robinson when her family had moved out of state on relatively short notice. Initially he’d been scared and worried about being handed-off like that, but soon found that Jenny was a very loving and caring girl and he was very happy with the way she treated him. Jenny had quickly established control over him by not only her size,(her 5’ 10” Vs his 5’1”) but the loving way she handled him. She’d stripped him naked within the first hour to inspect his body, then gave him a bath and introduced him to the procedures he’d be undergoing as she switched him from Puericil™ pills to Puericil-Plus™ suppositories and the need to wear a dilator. Of course the hand-job in the bath and prostate massage she’d used to introduce those procedures went a long way in making those not only something to be endured but enjoyed. The cuddle session with him naked on her lap didn’t hurt in his acceptance either.

Spending all day everyday at her house during that two weeks quickly allowed the two to understand each other and for Tommy to get used to her way of taking care of him. He’d had a problem with the drug change initially and his weak bladder took several days to adjust to the change, resulting in him needing diapers, which the girl changed as needed without any annoyance at the need to do that with a 17 year old boy. He spent many hours sitting on her lap either diapered or naked during that time as they talked about their lives as well as any other topic that popped up. He especially loved that she always cuddled and stroked his body gently massaging him during those hours spent on her lap. Once the diapers were no longer needed, she still kept him naked at all times when indoors or in their privacy fenced backyard. He was only dressed when they went out in public, which was the reason for his question one day when he’d arrived and she immediately had him nude.

“Jenny? Why am I naked all the time when I’m here?”

“A couple reasons,” she replied as she took his hand and guided him to sit on her lap sitting sideways so they could see each other as they talked and giving her total access to his body. “First, you have a beautiful little body and I love looking at it as well as not having clothes in the way when I want to touch or cuddle you. I know you don’t think about it, but you look like a prepubescent boy of about age 11 or 12 and like almost all boys that age are beautiful without all the changes puberty brings on with boys. Boys that age tend to be more feminine in appearance and I just love that look.”

“I look like a girl?” he asked shocked.

“No sweetie, you look like a younger boy and all younger boys have an androgynous appearance.”

“So that’s why the guys at school call us Puericil boys more girl than boy and are always after us for sex?”

<laugh> “Yeah partly, but it’s more that THEY can’t get girls to give them sex, so they look for anyone who can help them get their rocks off with all the hormones raging in their systems. They’d take sex from anyone, no matter who or what they looked like and since they can’t get a girl to help out, you boys are just another target to them.”

“OK well that’s not so bad then... So you like looking at naked young boys?” he asked.

“Yeah I do, but that’s not unusual, all women and girls like looking at beautiful boys naked. But it’s not necessarily sexual, more appreciation of a beautiful body, just like in art appreciation.”

“They do? You do?”

“Yes Tommy, they do and so do I; especially the beautiful boy I’ve got sitting here on my lap. So think of it as a good thing for us, since it makes me want to cuddle my boy to death when he’s naked for me.”

“OK well if me being naked for you gets me cuddled more, then I’m sure not going to complain since I love how you make me feel when you hold me or handle my body... I’ll be naked whenever you want! So, you said that was the ‘first’ reason, are there more?”

“Yes actually, you see when we go to camp on Saturday, you’ll have to be naked almost all the time for the whole time we’re there, it’s one of the rules for the camp; so I’m just getting you used to it...”

“Wait! Will the girls be naked too or just us boys?”

“Just the boys...”

“So 18 naked Puericil boys and at most two dozen of us boys and over 200 girls? I’m not sure about this Jenny. Why do the boys have to be naked?”

“OK well when they decided to have this test program, they looked at what the schools were doing and the fact that Puericil boys are mostly androgynous, they wanted a quick way to make boy VS girl readily apparent. So they just used what the schools do in gym classes and said the boys will be naked and the girls dressed so that there’s no confusion. Just think of the camp as gym class 24/7 if that helps.”

“Jenny girls tease us as much as boys do, this doesn’t sound all that good to me...”

“I know that Tommy, but you’ll never be alone when you’re out and about at the camp, you’ll always have either me or a girl I trust with you to make sure no one messes with you. The only time you might be alone, is in our cabin; you and I will have our own private cabin, everyone else with be in ‘bunk’ house type cabins.”

“I won’t be with you all the time?”

“Probably not, but don’t worry about it. I’ll be the Sr. Counselor for the Puericil portion of the camp and will have usually 4-6 Counselor’s in Training or C.I.T.’s that I’m expected to train. Plus each of the girl supervisors for the Puericil boys will be considered a Counselor, and I know most of the camp staff so if you’re not with me, you’ll be with someone I know and trust to protect you.”

“OK... So do I know any of these girls you trust with me?”

“Two actually and both are in our class at school; both are staff members of the camp. Petra Cochran is a Sr. Counselor and in charge of the Archery range and Kristen Bailey is actually an Asst. Director, she’s a Red Cross Water Safety Instructor (W.S.I.) and is the Waterfront Director of the camp. She’s in charge of the swimming pool and classes as well as all the boating activities.”

“Petra, tall girl, taller than you actually... on the track team. I don’t really know her, but she’s been in a few classes with me. Short brown hair and a runner of some type if I remember right?” he asked.

“Yes, she’s taller than me, 6’1 or2” and a distance and cross country runner, she’s also one of my best friends and on occasion helped me take care of my brother when he lived at home so she knows all about Puericil boys.”

“OK an Amazon!” <giggle> “At least she’s never teased me... Afraid I can’t picture Kristen at all, do I know her, I can’t remember meeting her.”

“Probably not, she transferred into our school last year from somewhere up north, so unless you shared a class with her, you’ve probably not met her. I’ve know her for years though from camp. She’s a really nice girl, you’ll like her. She’s really beautiful, about my height, with blond hair and blue eyes and a real knockout in her favorite red Speedo swim suit. <giggle> All the guys on the swim team at school have trouble not getting erections when she’s around the pool. ”

<groan> “I didn’t need to hear that Jenny, I don’t need erections in a camp with 200+ girls!”

“Well don’t dwell on it, if it happens, it happens and it might get a few giggles, but just ignore them and it and everything will be fine. Girls understand that boys don’t have much control over when that happens or even why it happens.”

“Easier said than done...” he grumbled.

“Anyway don’t be surprised if I leave you with one of them if I have to be separated from you for some reason. There are other girls I’d trust with you, but those two come to mind readily.”

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The next day Tommy arrived, undressed and found Jenny in her room folding clothes and putting them in a ‘duffle’ type canvas bag. She was holding up a powder blue ‘golf’ type shirt with a collar that had a logo on the left side and he could see about 6 more like it folded and stacked on her bed. “Hey Tommy!” she said with a big smile as she dropped the shirt on her bed and pulled him into a hug and kissed him softly, her hands stroking down from his bare shoulders along his arms, then taking his hands sat back on her bed and pulled him between her legs and hugged him tighter, stroking his back. Tommy just snuggled into her and allowed her to do whatever she wanted.

“Not that I’m complaining, because I’m sure not, but what’s got you all excited?” he asked when she finally released him.

“OH, my camp uniform shirts arrived this morning and I just love how they look.” She said grinning.

“O...K... what’s so exciting about the shirts? I must be missing something here...”

“Right... I guess you wouldn’t know because you’ve never been to Camp Firebird. The shirts tell all the campers your position within the hierarchy of the camp. The Director and Assistant Directors wear white golf shirts like mine. Senior Counselors wear powder blue golf shirts; Counselors were Dark blue t-shirts; C.I.T.’s wear Yellow t-shirts; regular campers that’s age 12 and up wear Red t-shirts and junior campers age 8-11, wear pink t-shirts. This year the Puericil supervisor girls will wear the dark blue but with a white ‘P’ below the camp logo to designate them as the individual supervisor of a boy. So by looking at the shirt you know what level of authority you’re dealing with at camp. It seems like it’s taken for EVER for me to earn my Sr. Counselor shirt, that’s all.”

“Then I guess congratulations are in order,” he said with a grin and then sliding back between her legs, wrapped his arms around her neck and gently kissed her, then leaning his forehead against hers “I’m happy for you Jenny.” He murmured.

“Thanks Tommy,” she said then gave him a return kiss, “It’s something I’ve worked hard for and wanted for years and finally it’s happened. Speaking of worked hard, did you get your report card from school? Mine came in the morning mail and was better than I expected. Knowing you, you’re at the top end of our class academically, you’re always on the honor role.”

“Yeah it did and I came in 3^rd this year. Connie Stewart and Kile Roberts edged me out again, but then they always do. Nothing new there...”

“Still 3^rd out of over 300 students is nothing to be ashamed of Tommy, I’ll have to get you to help me this year with a couple of my weaker classes.”

“No problem Jenny, just tell me when you want help and I’ll do everything I can to help you. With all the help you’re giving me and taking care of me, I owe you to help when I can.”

“So little guy are you all packed and ready to go to camp? We leave tomorrow you know...”

<laugh> “Yeah I’m ‘packed’, I mean really how long does it take to pack one pair of running shorts, 1 t-shirt, a spare pair of tennis shoes, 1 windbreaker and my toiletries including my medicine; it all fits in one tiny bag. Add what the letter told me to wear, a t-shirt, running shorts and shoes and it took all of 5 minutes.”

“Well then you can help me finish packing” and opened a second duffle and started handing him clothes from her dresser to put in it. Tommy just took the clothes and tried putting them inside in some kind of order without adding too many wrinkles as he did so. Soon they were done and she added the two bags on her bed to another smaller one on the floor. “Finally all done!” she announced and Tommy got another kiss for his help, then was lead out to the family room and soon found himself on her lap again as she cuddled him and gently massaged his body ending with a long session of stroking his cock, taking him right to the edge a number of times before finally giving him release with one of the hardest cums he’d ever experienced.

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At 8:00 Saturday morning, Tommy was waiting when Jenny knocked on the door of his home, and after giving his mother a quick kiss and getting the admonition to ‘behave himself and listen to Jenny’ he carried his small bag out and dropped it in the back of Jenny’s mother’s car. They drove to the high school parking lot and found a bus sitting there with the driver lounging against the front bumper. Jenny got out and immediately went over and talked to the driver while Tommy unloaded their bags from the car and put them on the ground by the bus.

“Hello sir, I’m Jenny Crawford and I’ll be in charge of the kids until we get to the camp,” she said introducing herself. “They should start arriving in a little while, I’ll have 4 girls helping check them in, they’ll be the ones in yellow shirts. I expect all of them to be here over the next hour or so, I’ll let you know when the last is checked in.”

“No problem, I’ll just open the baggage doors and if you don’t mind, go have a cup of coffee and be back long before it’s time to leave.” He replied sounding bored.

Once he’d opened the side baggage doors, he just walked off, heading for a coffee shop down the block.

About 10 minutes later, four girls were dropped off wearing yellow shirts and Jenny introduced Tommy to them. “Girls this is my boy Tommy Thompson, Tommy these are my C.I.T.’s Marsha, Catherine or Cathy, Jane and Amanda.” Tommy just smiled at the girls and said ‘hello’.

“Well we might as well start with him,” Amanda who appeared to be the oldest said to the other 3, “Get out the wrist bands and luggage tags and the list and we can get him ready to go.”

Jane who appeared to be the second oldest had a clipboard and looking at it said, “Tommy Thompson, Jenny P-1” Cathy (the youngest) used a marker and wrote his information on a hospital type wrist band and then attached it to his left wrist. Then filled in a tag and handed it to him, “Put this on your luggage bag so it can be identified,” she instructed.

The last girl Marsha then stepped forward and just said, “Get undressed and put your clothes in your bag and I’ll put it in the bus.”

“Here in the school parking lot?” Tommy asked.

“Yeah right here and now, you won’t be wearing anything from now on unless given permission.” She said sternly.

“OK, it just seemed strange, it’s kind of public you know...” he replied as he removed his shirt.

“Look boy, you don’t make decisions, we do, now get undressed!” she growled.

“Alright, chill out, I’m complying, no need to get all bossy when I’m doing what you said.” He replied as the girl stood there arms crossed trying to look intimidating.

Once nude, he carried his shirt and shorts over and stuffed them in his bag and put the tag he’d been given on it, then carried it back and handed it to the girl. She just grabbed it and threw it into the side of the bus. “Fortunately there’s nothing breakable in there,” he said, then just turned and went over and stood by Jenny.

“He’s right Marsha, you need to ease up, especially in handling their bags, you wouldn’t want someone throwing yours like that would you?” Amanda advised the girl.

“I just hate that we’ll have boys at OUR camp! It sucks! It’s a GIRL’S camp!”

“Not our decision Marsha, and we have no say, so just get used to it!” Amanda replied.

Over beside Jenny he asked “What’s with the wristbands?”

“Oh those are just in case the boy gets separated from the girl the boy is supposed to be with, it has your name, your supervisor’s name and cabin assignment. It’s just a quick way to get the boy back where he’s supposed to be. No big deal really, the junior campers will all have them too. First time campers sometimes get lost and it helps getting them back to the right group.”

Over the next half hour boys and girls arrived and first were checked off her list by Jenny then sent to the C.I.T.’s to get their wristbands and for the boys to undress. It was a disturbance with the C.I.T.’s that got both Jenny and Tommy’s attention. “GET UNDRESSED RIGHT HERE RIGHT NOW OR I’LL STRIP YOU AND SPANK YOUR ASS BOY!”

Looking over, they started moving immediately and found Marsha standing over a very small and young boy holding him by the shoulder as she yelled at him. “STOP!” Jenny ordered, then in a more normal voice said “What’s the problem here?”

“The little shit won’t get undressed like ordered!” the girl replied as the boy stood there trembling, obviously scared of the big girl.

“Jenny can I talk to the boy and see what the problem is?” Tommy softly suggested.

“Yeah that works,” she replied then turned to the boy, “Go with Tommy for a few minutes young man while I talk to the girls here.” She directed.

Tommy led the small boy off away from the girls and then gently holding him by the shoulders said, “Hi buddy, I’m Tommy. I’m guessing you’re a new Puericil boy right? How old are you?”

“Yeah, they just put me on it a couple of days ago and I just turned 12 last week. Tommy no one’s told me anything, just that I was assigned a girl I knew from school, Sherry over there,” and pointed to a red headed girl near the other girls apparently talking to friends, “and that I was going to this camp but nothing besides that.... What’s with having to be naked?”

“OK well you’re a Puericil boy now and people expect us to act a certain way and the girls are in charge of us and we have to do what they say, unless it’s something that will hurt us, then we can object, but otherwise they’re in charge. Being naked with the girls is more usual than not. Don’t the Puericil boys in your school do gym naked with the girls? I’m guessing they do and that’s usual. Now let’s go back get your wristband, get you undressed and I’ll explain all about being a Puericil boy and what I know about the camp after that so you’ll know what to expect. OK? After that, if you run into any problems, I want you to ask Sherry to bring you to me so I can explain things to you and help get you get through it. Does that sound alright with you?”

“Yeah, Thanks Tommy all this really scares me....”

Leading the still scared boy back over to the girls, Tommy took the lead. “OK girls, Billy here has only been on Puericil for a couple of days and no one’s told him anything about being a Puericil boy, nor anything about the camp or expectations. So the drug really hasn’t taken effect yet in his system and the lack of information lead to him not complying like you expected. If it’s ok with you, Jenny and his supervisor Sherry, I’ll sit with him after you get him checked in and explain things to him and hopefully avoid any more problems. Now Billy, get your wristband from Cathy and then we’ll get you undressed and your bag put in the bus, then you and I can sit and talk. Is that ok girls?”

Billy immediately held out his arm for Cathy to put the wristband on, then Tommy stood with him as he undressed, very red faced as the girls watched him. Stuffing his shirt and shorts into his bag, he handed it to Marsha who again just threw it into the bus compartment.

“Do I have approval to talk to Billy like I suggested?” Tommy asked.

“I think that’s the best solution Tommy, take him on the bus and you two can talk while we check the rest of the kids in,” Jenny replied.

“What? He needs spanked!” Marsha spat at Jenny as she saw Tommy leading the boy away.

“No he doesn’t! Puericil boys RARELY need spanked Marsha and your attitude is entirely wrong for dealing with these boys. Once we get to the camp, you’ll either be transferred to another C.I.T. group or dropped from the C.I.T. program all together! I’ll not have you dealing with any of my boys like you have been. In fact, just go sit down, I don’t want you involved with checking the boys in, I heard you when you were dealing with Tommy and a couple of other boys and THIS one was totally over the top!”

“You can’t do that!” the girl replied.

“I CAN and I HAVE! I’m a SENIOR Counselor and we have COMPLETE control over you C.I.T.’s! Go sit away from the boys and on the bus you’ll sit in the front and not have any contact with the boys understood?!”

“Yes Ma’am,” and stomped away from the group.

“Thanks Jenny,” Amanda offered, “She’s pissed off about the boys being at the camp and like you said is all wrong to be in any supervisory position over them. If the Director wants my opinion on her just let me know and I’ll back up your decision 100%.”

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On the bus, Tommy and Billy sat together as Tommy explained about being a Puericil boy based upon 5 years of experience and typical situations that might arise and how to deal with them. Billy listened and asked questions all of which Tommy was able to answer. Soon the bus was moving and when Jenny came to check on them, she found Billy asleep against Tommy’s shoulder. “Everything ok?” she quietly asked.

“Yeah he’s just emotionally exhausted and apparently didn’t sleep much last night worrying about this camp. Jenny how could they let a boy so new to Puericil into this program and not tell him anything about being a Puericil boy or the camp?”

“I don’t know, but I’ll find out. Look after him Tommy and I’ll have a talk with Sherry about how to deal with a new Puericil boy,” She replied.

“Jenny I told him if he’s having problems to ask Sherry to bring him to me and hopefully I can help him understand what’s going on and how he’s expected to behave to avoid incidents like happened. I hope I wasn’t out of bounds doing that...”

“No not at all and it’s a really good idea. You’ve been on Puericil for a long time and the oldest boy other than you in this group is only 13 ½ so you’ve had to deal with almost anything a boy would run into. In fact I’m inclined to suggest that to all the girl supervisors and make you an unofficial counselor for the boys. You handled this incident perfectly and avoided problems that would have otherwise occurred. Thanks for doing that Tommy, hopefully you won’t need to get involved much but you’re a good resource that I plan to take advantage of.”

“Jenny I know it’s not my place, but what’s with that girl Marsha, she’s the wrong type to deal with Puericil boys?”

“I know and she’ll be replaced when we get to the camp. Apparently she’s upset with boys at the camp, but still there’s no reason for acting the way she has with these boys.”

“Good, I wasn’t looking forward to dealing with her.”

“You won’t have to. So how’s the little guy here any progress with him?”

“Yeah, but he’s so new to all this, he’ll need personal attention from both his girl supervisor and the staff until he gets his head around all the changes that have been dumped on him in the last week. Sherry will need to be very supportive with him and not leave him out there on his own like she did at the check in. She just sent him to girls and was off talking to some friends of hers leaving the clueless boy adrift with the C.I.T.’s.”

“I’ll make sure that doesn’t happen again. I wonder if there are any more boys just recently put on Puericil? I’ll have to check with the medical staff on that.” She replied.

Tommy spent most of the trip just looking out the window at the scenery passing by with a boy snuggled into his side. He put his arm around Billy’s shoulders to keep him from slipping and when the bus stopped, had to gently shake the boy to wake him. “We’re at the camp Billy, you need to wake up.” He gently advised.

“Waa What? Oh we’re there?” then with a big yawn shook himself awake, rubbed his eyes then looked up at Tommy, “Have I been sleeping on you? Sorry... I didn’t mean for that to happen.”

“It’s ok Billy and don’t worry about it. You were really tired and I don’t mind you using my shoulder for a pillow. You needed to sleep and had a nice nap. It’s all good in my book.”

“Well thanks anyway, it felt good leaning on you. I felt safe with you, the last couple of days have just been so hard for me you know....”

“I know and like I said no problem. Now let’s get up and go find the girls we’re supposed to be with.”

“Yeah I guess I need to find Sherry so I don’t get in trouble.”

“Exactly.”

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Outside the bus, Tommy saw Sherry and guided Billy to her before going to stand with Jenny as all the luggage was unloaded and distributed. He ended up carrying one of her bags as well as his own as she led the group to their portion of the camp. When they arrived, he noted there were four cabins, two longer ones and two smaller ones. “OK kids, here we are, Cabin P-1 is my cabin, P-2 is for half of our campers, P-3 is the C.I.T. cabin and P-4 is for the other half of our campers. Drop off your luggage in your assigned cabin then come back out here. Our first stop is the Camp Infirmary for medical checkups, Supervisors, make sure you have your own and your boy’s medical records with you when we go to the Infirmary. Then we’ll all go to dinner in the dining hall. Right now, only us and the staff are here, the rest of the campers don’t arrive until tomorrow afternoon.”

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Arriving at the Camp Infirmary Jenny led the group inside and found two nurses waiting for them. “Hello Mrs. Oliver, it looks like you’ve got help this year,” Jenny said smiling at the older of the two women. Turning to her group continued, “Kids, this is Mrs. Anne Oliver,” she said gesturing to the woman, she’s the Asst. Director for Medical Affairs, has her Masters Degree in Nursing, is both an RN and Nurse Practitioner and long time staff member here at Camp Firebird. If it can happen here at Camp, she’d probably dealt with it, so always listen when she tells you what you need to do to get well. So I’ll turn you over to her to let us know the procedures for this evening.”

“Thank you Jenny,” the woman said stepping forward. “First let me introduce Miss Sandra Cassidy, who is also an RN and working this summer as her internship for her license as a Nurse Practitioner. She’s well qualified to deal with almost anything that might arise here at Camp. Now all of the girls in your group are returning campers and have medical files here already so all we need from you is an update as to any new medical issues for your files, and your records will provide us with that. For the boys, obviously none of you have records here, so we’ll look over your medical records and do a quick exam to make sure you’re in good health. We have two examination tables, so let’s form two lines and we’ll get this done quickly so we can all go to dinner ok?”

“May I make a suggestion Mrs. Oliver?” Jenny asked.

“Of course,” the woman answered.

“OK we’ve got 19 boys so I was thinking to have you do my Tommy here first while the others watch so they’ll all know the procedure, then just divide them by their cabin assignment. Cabin P-2 with you and Cabin P-4 with Miss Cassidy. I think watching Tommy get his exam, will make the other boys feel less nervous when their turn comes up.”

“Good idea! OK Tommy, hop up here on the examination table and I’ll have Jenny read off some information for me while I do a few quick checks, then I’ll give her some information to be recorded on your file. The girl can be our secretary as it were so that we don’t half to stop to write things down. Just so you kids know, there will be other campers working here in the infirmary during the course of the summer, a couple of them are nursing students and the others are in either pre-nursing or pre-med courses at their schools. OK Tommy, let’s get started.”

Jenny helped Tommy up onto the table and he suddenly discovered it was a gynecological type with leg stirrups. The nurse started checking him at his head while asking for basic information from Jenny. “Name? Thomas Thompson; Age? 17; Height? 5’7/8”; weight? 95 lbs; type of Puericil? All of these boys are on Puericil-Plus Mrs. Oliver; Last Dosage? Friday; Allergies? None; Diet restrictions? None; Vaccinations? All required have been received according to his doctor; Any notations on physical problems or restrictions? None. Excellent, eyes, nose and ears are clear, blood pressure normal, lungs sound clear, no response to chest or abdominal palpitations.” Then surprising Tommy, she moved to the bottom of the table and hit a lever and the table dropped away below his butt and his legs were left suspended in the stirrups which she then shoved to the outside leaving him spread wide open to the view of everyone, she then continued her examination. Handling his penis, she closely inspected it noting he had a ‘clean circumcision’ then examined his balls gently feeling them and looking for any reaction or abnormality. Finding none, she sat on a stool between his legs and saw his dilator which she gently removed. “Why is he wearing his dilator if his last medicine dose was Friday?” The woman asked.

“Oh I have him wear it daily,” Jenny replied. “It’s something I did with my brother when I was in charge of him. I found if he wore it daily, then on the day’s he HAD to wear it, it was just the normal thing and having it in daily, he was used to it and it didn’t cause him discomfort. The doctor said it wouldn’t cause any problems so I’ve just been doing the same with Tommy as I did with my brother.”

“Good idea, all the literature I’ve read on Puericil-Plus said the only complaint from the boys was the need for the dilator. This circumvents that nicely.” She then turned to the group behind her, “Girls, I want all of you to follow the same procedure. Have the boys wear their dilators every day.”

Spreading some lubricant on her gloved hand, she then easily inserted two fingers into Tommy’s already dilated sphincter. “Having him already dilated, makes this much easier too!” she said giving Jenny a grin as her fingers felt inside him. “Prostate normal and OH MY he’s VERY sensitive” she said as his body jerked in response to her touch. “The literature also pointed out this side effect but he’s the first I’ve examined on the drug, so I didn’t realize it made them THAT sensitive. “That didn’t hurt did it Tommy?” she asked looking up between his spread legs.

“No Ma’am, I just get kind of a little electric shock when it’s rubbed, but it didn’t hurt.” He responded.

“OK Tommy we’re done, just relax and I’ll put your dilator back in and we’ll get you up from the table, you’re in good health and clear for all activities here at the camp.” Tommy felt the pressure as she pushed the plug back into him, then again moving a lever, the table returned to a flat position and Jenny helped him off and back onto his feet.

“Good! OK Kids that’s how it’s done, so let’s get started shall we?” and one after another the boys were examined by one or other of the nurses while their girl supervisors took notes for their files. Tommy watched as each boy was examined and noted Billy look a little queasy when he got down after his exam.

“OK there Billy? he asked placing a hand on the boy’s shoulder.

“Yeah, I’m ok... I’ve never had someone put fingers in my butt except when my Mom gave me my medicine Friday though. This is new to me, but it didn’t hurt... Do you really wear that plug thing every day? Seems that would be a real bother, I know it bothered me Friday night... it hurt when Mom put it in me, but then I kinda got used to it.”

“Yes I do wear it every day like Jenny told the nurse and it gets easier the more it’s in me. The trick to it not hurting is to relax yourself as much as possible and let the girl get you good and open, then when she pushes it in, you push out like when you’re taking a dump and it will slide right in, no pain at all. Other than that it makes you feel ‘full’ for the first few days, but after that you get used to it being there and can just ignore it.”

“If you say so, but it’s hard for me to ignore being stuffed like that, at least for now anyway...”

“Like I said, just relax about it, ignore it and it won’t be long before you won’t be bothered by it at all.”

****

After the last boy was examined, Jenny led her group to the dining hall along a path through the woods with the C.I.T.’s following the end to make sure there were no stragglers.

The dining hall was huge and Jenny pointed out the three tables reserved for the Puericil group and had Tommy sit with the C.I.T.’s beside Amanda saying she’d be right back. Then went up to the head table where most of the senior staff were seated and said hello to the group. Specifically she wanted a word with the Camp Director about her problem C.I.T.

Amanda as the oldest C.I.T. picked 3 boy/girl pairs one pair from each table to go to the kitchen serving counter and bring back the food for each table. “That’s something we’ll rotate daily kids, there are no servers here so we have to bring our own from the kitchen each meal. At the end of the meal all of us will carry our dirty dishes to the conveyor just like at school to send them in to be cleaned. We’ll post a list of who the servers are for each day so it’s important that if you’re a server that day that you’re not late for a meal.

Once they had their food, Amanda turned to Tommy beside her, “You ok Tommy?” she asked as she touched his arm, then stroked along his shoulder. “Having all of us watch while you got examined had to be embarrassing for you, but you seemed ok with it. I know it sure would have embarrassed me...”

“Yeah I’m ok Amanda and thanks for asking. I’ve been a Puericil boy for over 5 years now and I’m kinda used to being ‘on display’ if you get my meaning. It’s something that happens to us boys and I learned a long time ago, not to let it bother me too much. It’s just part of being a Puericil boy.”

“So you’re 17? That surprised me. No offense but you look more like 11 or 12, did the drug cause that?”

“Yeah Jenny and I will both be seniors in high school this coming year so yes, I’m really 17 even if I don’t look like it. As to why I’m so small and well young looking it’s a combination of the drug and genetics. They put me on Puericil before I started puberty, so I never got any of the puberty changes and I was already smaller than most of the kids my age. The growth spurts most went through about that time just never happened; but then I’m doomed to be smaller than most kids anyway. My mother is only 5’2” and my dad was only 5’3 ½” so the probability of me being much taller than either of them just isn’t in the genetic roulette. I’ve always known I’d be smaller, so I’ve pretty much accepted it; I don’t like it, but what can I do?”

“That has to suck...”

“It does but I can’t change it so I just have to accept that’s the way it will be. Mostly I’m ok with it, but when you combine it with the younger looks, I get treated like a little kid by a lot of people and I really hate that. Especially when they assume I have the intelligence of a little kid and talk down to me. I’m small, not stupid.”

“Yeah I can see where being treated like that would be really aggravating.”

“Most of the kids in my classes at school treat me ok, most realize that I’m in the top of my class academically, it’s the bullies I have problems with, who try to use their size to push me around and intimidate me. Sorry but just because they’re bigger doesn’t make them better unless it’s something that requires physical strength to accomplish the task.”

“Marsha tried that with several of the boys, you included. I really liked your parting comment when she threw your bag, ‘fortunately there was nothing breakable in there’ I had to try really hard not to break up laughing as you just calmly walked away. Nice putdown!”

“Yeah well when you’re my size you learn how to deal with bullies and I could tell she was all mouth and wouldn’t really follow up by getting physical.”

“Well you won’t have to worry about her anymore, she’s getting canned as a C.I.T. that’s probably what Jenny went to talk to the director about.”

“I suspected that too. Did you know the Director, Mrs. Butterfield is the Asst. Principle of the high school Jenny and I attend? I recognized her as soon as we walked in here. I’ve met with her a bunch of times over the last couple of years, when she was looking for ways to make things better for us Puericil boys and our supervisors. She’s probably the one who proposed including us in this camp. It’s the kind of thing she’d do.”

“No I didn’t know that, so you two know her? I just knew she was a high school administrator...”

“Yeah we both know her. She’s in charge of the Puericil program at our school and very protective of both the boys and girls involved in it. Actually seeing her here, makes me feel much better about being here, since I know she’ll not let us boys be abused. She just doesn’t tolerate bullies, boy or girl so that makes me feel a lot safer.”

“Could I ask a favor Tommy?”

“Sure what can I help with?”

“Could you sit down with us C.I.T.’s once Marsha is gone and hopefully we get a better replacement and talk to us girls about what it’s like for a Puericil boy? I’ve talked to girls who’ve been supervisors and got their perspective, but never had a chance to talk to a boy who’s been in it as long as you and if we have a better understanding what the boys feel about things, it will help us be better and more understanding when we deal with you boys. I really liked how you helped Billy today, you got right to what was really going on and offered a solution that helped get it all resolved. I can’t believe how fast you got down to the real problem, I’m not sure any of us girls could have gotten it that fast or complete.”

“To be honest, I doubt any of you girls could have pegged the problem as fast as I did, because you’ve never been in the position he was in, I have been there and recognized what was going on. Sometimes the ‘Been There, Done That’ of experience gives me insights you’ll never have. I saw a young boy most likely new to being on Puericil and having no experience with it, nor any clue as to what was expected of him and lacking that information was getting in trouble. It only took two questions from me to confirm what the problems were, so I could outline to you girls both the problem and a solution.”

“Well don’t be surprised if THIS C.I.T. comes to you for help if I run in to problems like that.”

“If you do, I’ll help as best I can or specifically am allowed to. Those decisions are outside my control. You girls are in charge of us boys and I don’t know how much latitude I’ll have to help.”

“Well if this girl has any say in the matter, you’re going to be actively involved in problem solving, you can help both the boys in explaining things and offering solutions and the girls in understanding where the boy is coming from and possible alternatives to reach the same conclusion. Between you and Jenny we’ve got two long term Puericil program participants who can advise us younger kids on how to avoid conflicts that need not develop to begin with. That’s experience we need to make use of.”

“OK well like I said, It’s not up to me, but I help all I’m allowed to.”

Tommy noted that Jenny had sat at another table and quickly ate her dinner. Once everyone was near finishing, she went back and retrieved Mrs. Butterfield and introduced her to the group. The Director welcomed them to the Camp and expressed her hope that all of us would have fun and find the camp exciting enough to want to return the next year. She specifically told them that as a test program, she’d be getting frequent reports on how things were working and was open to suggestions on improvements.

When she finished she came to where Tommy was sitting and lightly stroking his back she smiled as she said, “I’m really glad you’re here Tommy, you’re such a good boy and a positive example for the younger boys here at the camp. I’m sorry about you having to change supervisors, but Jenny tells me you and she are getting along really well with no problems in the changeover at all. She also told me how you’ve already helped avoid a problem and have taken a new Puericil boy ‘under you wing’ as they say and help him get settled into the program. I’d like to see you do that as much as you deem will be helpful Tommy, most of the boys in this test program will be younger years and your experience can be really helpful to making this test a success.”

“I told him the same thing Ma’am,” Amanda interjected. “Oh I’m Amanda Simpson one of the C.I.T.’s who was there. I’ve asked Tommy if he’d be willing to talk to us C.I.T.’s about what it’s like to be a Puericil boy and things expected of them. I think it would give us girls a much better understanding of how the boys feel about things and help us make better decisions regarding how we interact with them. Tommy said he would, if he’s allowed to. I think he’d make a great resource along with Jenny in problem solving too, given how long he’s been on Puericil. Besides, I suspect he’d be able to get boys to talk to him about things that bother them, they wouldn’t tell a girl. Is that something that’s possible?”

“Very possible Amanda and thank you for the suggestions. Jenny has already asked to make him an ‘unofficial counselor for the boys’ and I’ve approved it, but if things work out like I think they will he may become an ‘Official Counselor’ for everyone in the program. That would give all the kids in the program an alternative to ask question or seek solutions to problems they encounter. Sometimes Jenny might be a better resource and at other’s Tommy might be the ‘go to’ person. I suggested to Jenny that she and you Tommy put together a joint presentation for all the kids in Camp Puericil about both sides of the equation her as a supervisor and Tommy as a Puericil boy both long term participants. I think it would be helpful to both the boys and girls to understand the other side’s perspectives.”

“We can work something up once Jenny and I get some time to work on it,” Tommy replied.

“Well tomorrow might be a good day to do that Tommy, since the camp is mostly empty until the buses arrive tomorrow afternoon. From then on until we close the camp for the season, there won’t be any days off for staff. Just an idle hour or two here or there in between one ‘crisis’ and the next. But that’s what makes this job interesting.” She said with a grin.

****

With dinner complete, Jenny led the Puericil group back to their cabin area then took all of them inside cabin P-2. Turning to face the group she started, “OK as you can see this is a ‘bunk house’ type of facility with 12 beds down each side and a footlocker at the foot of each bed. Boys will be on the Left side and girls on the Right directly opposite your assigned boy. At the far end is the toilet and showers. OK some rules and each of you will receive them in writing so there’s no confusion.” Then gestured to the C.I.T.’s who handed each boy and girl a small sheet of rules and a small booklet of the overall camp rules. “First and most important rule: No boy is to be unaccompanied anywhere in the camp. Boys if you get separated from your supervisor, you are immediately go to the nearest C.I.T. in a yellow shirt; Counselor in a Dark Blue shirt; Sr. Counselor in a Powder Blue Shirt, or Director in a White shirt and tell them you’ve been separated and need help. If you do that you will not be in trouble and they will get you hooked back up with your supervisor. However, if you don’t immediately seek a supervisor for help, you will in trouble and the penalty will be a sound spanking on the first offense and gets worse from there. Supervisors please note that YOU will also be in trouble for allowing the boy to be unattended and unsupervised and you won’t like the penalty either!”

“Second rule: The boys will remain naked except for shoes at all times here in camp, unless given specific permission to wear clothes and then only those clothes specified at the time. I’ll be blunt here, young boys have no expectation or right to privacy and as Puericil boys you have none at all here at camp. You will almost always be naked and attended by a female including use of toilets and showers.”

“Third rule: You girls are considered on the same level as a Counselor here at the camp, however your only authority is the direct supervision of the boy assigned to you and no others unless specifically tasked to supervise another boy. You are responsible at all times for the behavior of both yourself and your assigned boy. If he gets in trouble, YOU are in trouble. You have disciplinary authority to enforce compliance as you deem appropriate over your assigned boy and only a Sr. Counselor or Director may overrule you decisions in regards to supervising or discipline regarding your assigned boy.”

“Fourth rule: Medicine will be administered to each boy every Monday, Wednesday and Friday mornings after their morning shower before proceeding to breakfast and as Mrs. Oliver instructed earlier, each boy will wear their dilator every day, even the non-medicine days. The only exceptions to the medicine schedule is if the boy has a high temperature preventing dosing or some other medical issue which would make it inadvisable. If either is the case, he is to be immediately taken to the infirmary for medical treatment or a decision by the medical staff.”

“Those are the rules specific to the Puericil portion of the camp. Please review the general camp rules so that you do not run a fowl of them either. I don’t want to hear any reports of any campers I’m responsible for getting into trouble from other staff members! Now let’s look at some specifics of how those rules will work here in your cabin and elsewhere. The boys must always be accompanied when using the toilets and showers even here in the cabin. So Boys if you need to use a toilet, you must tell your supervisor so that she can accompany you. If she’s not available, then you’ll need to have another girl accompany you such as C.I.T., myself or if agreeable to her one of the other Puericil Supervisors. So it’s important for you boys to ‘plan ahead’ and not wait until the last second if you need to use a toilet. The same applies during shower times. You will always be supervised by a girl during showers and it’s usual for your assigned supervisor to assist you as she deems appropriate. During the Girl’s shower times, all of the boys in your cabin will remain in the common area here and either be supervised by one of the C.I.T.’s, myself or a designated Puericil Supervisor while the other girls take their showers. I would suggest that you girls work out a schedule among yourselves so one of you is designated each day to watch the boys while the other girls shower. Likewise, when YOU need to use the toilet, it’s perfectly acceptable for you to ask one of the other girls to watch your boy while you use the facilities. Cooperation among you girl supervisors is the key to making this work.”

“What about if a boys needs to go in the middle of the night?” one of the girls asked.

“He MUST be accompanied!” Jenny replied, “So he’s going to have to wake you up to go with him. I’d suggest you make sure he uses the toilet prior to going to bed and restricting his liquid intake late in the evening to minimize the number of times he’s going to have to get you up. If you need to go in the middle of the night however, you need only check that he’s in fact asleep and then quickly use the facilities yourself, and check him again before returning to bed.”

“Any other questions regarding here in the cabin? OK, then I suggest you unpack and pick out your beds and spend the evening getting to know your cabin mates, you’ll be living together and it’s much easier for everyone if you become friends as soon as possible. Tomorrow morning, the C.I.T.’s will be taking all of you on a tour of the various areas of the camp and give you a general orientation regarding camp activities and requirements.” With that half the group left to cabin P-4 and the C.I.T.’s were asked to meet with Jenny in her cabin.

****

Once in her cabin, Jenny turned to the C.I.T.’s, “Marsha, you’ve been reassigned to Cabin A-3 by the Director and I will receive a different C.I.T. tomorrow when the campers arrive. Get your stuff and you can go ahead and move over there.”

“What? The Fucking Babies? All the girls there will be either 8 or 9 year olds!”

“Either that or you can resign from the C.I.T. Program, those are your options. You brought this on yourself with your attitude. The Director is not happy with you, so I’d suggest you spend the evening reviewing your priorities as a camper here at Camp Firebird. Now get your stuff and go.” Jenny firmly but calmly replied. With that the girl stomped out of the cabin, obviously NOT a happy camper!

Jenny watched the girl go and then blew out a breath before turning to the other girls. “OK find a seat we’ve got a lot to talk about this evening,” then handed each a notebook of rules, schedules and camp information that the girls would need to give the orientation the next morning. While the girls were giving the notebooks a quick look over, she noticed Tommy standing off to the side and motioned for him to come over to where she was sitting in a big armchair. When he was in reach, she opened her legs and pulled him to sit between them and leaned him back against her with her arms around him and he settled against her left shoulder where he got a kiss on the cheek. “Alright there Tommy?” she whispered and he just nodded his head and lay it back on her shoulder. Meanwhile, she gently stroked his chest and tummy and got a sigh in response.

A few minutes later, Amanda looked up and saw Jenny holding Tommy and how relaxed and happy the boy looked in the arms of the big girl. “God that is so sweet! I need to find me a Puericil boy when I get back home! I want that!” Her exclamation got the attention of the other two girls who immediately looked up and saw the pair.

“You’ve got that right!” Jane agreed, “I want that too!”

“My boyfriend would never allow me to hold him like that; guess I need to find a new boy and dump my macho boyfriend,” was Cathy’s response.

Jenny just grinned at the girls and said, “There are definite advantages to having a Puericil boy girls, we’ll sit down sometimes and I’ll tell you all about it. In the mean time, I’m going to be really busy and at times will have to ask you three to help take care of my sweet boy here when I’m tied up in meetings getting this program off the ground. I hope you’ll be willing to help me with that,” and got nods and smiles from all three girls. “OK, you’ve had a chance to look over your notebooks, let’s go through them item by item and look for any potential problem areas.” Then started to do just that discussing the information and answering questions from the girls for the next couple of hours.

****

It wasn’t long after the C.I.T.’s were sent to their cabin when there was a knock on the door and Jenny just yelled “come in!” Tommy looked up from his place on Jenny’s lap and saw Billy and Sherry enter, with Billy looking worried. “Problem?” Jenny asked.

“Maybe, Billy asked to come talk to Tommy and just said he needed to do it before bedtime,” Sherry replied.

“OK then, Tommy take Billy into the bedroom and see what’s going on. Sherry and I will just stay here and have our own talk while you’re with Billy.” Jenny directed.

Tommy just got up and motioned for the boy to follow him and once in the bedroom, sat on the edge of the bed with the nervous boy standing in front of him. “So what’s up Billy? You can tell me anything and unless it’s absolutely necessary, whatever you tell me is just between us. Hopefully you’ll allow me to tell the girls what we discuss and I can help find a good solution to whatever is troubling you.” Seeing how nervous the boy was, he took him by the hand and guided him to sit on his leg out by the knee and gently held him around the shoulders, lightly rubbing his back. “Talk to me Billy, I can’t help if I don’t know what’s bothering you...”

It took a few minutes before Billy opened up, but soon Tommy had all the information he needed. “Not as bad as you think Billy, can I give the girls a brief explanation of the problems and I’ve got a couple of ideas on how to make things better. Is that ok?”

“Yeah.... Please I’m too embarrassed to tell them myself.” Was the soft reply. “No problem Billy,” he replied then gave the boy a little hug and said, “Then that’s what we’ll do, let’s go back and see the girls, and I’ll talk to them for you,” he replied giving the boy another hug to help settle him some. Back in the other room he stood with a arm around Billy’s shoulders and the boy pressed himself against Tommy’s side as they stood together.

Looking up at them, Jenny took the lead. “So is this a problem we can deal with?”

“Actually it’s several problems, but noting major,” Tommy replied as he guided Billy across the room and then sat on one of the sofa’s and pulled the red faced boy to sit beside him before starting. “OK from the top, this is Billy’s first time away from home and he’s never been to a camp like this and never slept in a bunk room like the cabins, so all that’s a little scary for him. Second is something I should have realized when I talked to him on the bus. His first dose of Puericil-Plus™ was Friday and as happens with many boys, he wet his bed last night. He’s afraid it’ll happen again tonight and feels he needs a diaper to prevent that happening. The quandary for him is if he asks to be diapered to prevent wetting his bed, he feels he’ll be teased for being diapered; but if he’s not diapered he knows he’ll be teased for wetting the bed so it’s bad in his view either way. Last, like many young kids, he has a favorite stuffed toy he hugs when he sleeps, as kind of a ‘security blanket’ and he’s not sure he can sleep well without it, but wasn’t allowed to bring it.”

“Billy needing a diaper isn’t a big deal, it’s not your fault,” Sherry offered.

“I wonder how many other boys were just switched to Puericil-Plus? They may be having the same problem?” Tommy offered.

“Exactly what I was thinking,” Jenny replied. “Well there’s an easy fix for that, we’ll just diaper them all for a few days until we’re sure they’ve all adapted to the new drug dosage. Then our little guy here won’t be the only boy in a diaper and if he wets, well that’s what the diaper is for.”

“And that means he won’t need to wake me up in the middle of the night to take him to the bathroom if he needed it,” Sherry started. “Beyond that, if he’s diapered, then there shouldn’t be any objection if I have him sleep with me where I can cuddle him to make it less scary. Besides, I’ve got a stuffed toy I had to leave at home too and having Billy cuddled up with me will help me sleep too!”

“Would you mind sleeping with Sherry Billy?” Tommy asked.

“I... I think I’d like that,” the boy replied blushing very red.

“Then that’s what we’ll do.” Jenny ruled “See Billy problems like these can be fixed, but you need to be totally open and honest with Sherry so that we can address them. But still if you feel comfortable talking to Tommy when you feel too embarrassed to tell Sherry, then that will be an open option for you. But, you really need to learn to trust Sherry, she’s a really nice girl and very concerned about you and wants to help you all she can, but she can only do that if you keep her advised of things that bother you or you feel you need help with. Understand?”

“Yes... It’s just this is all so new to me... and it was so embarrassing... I’ll try harder, I promise. I just couldn’t see any way this wasn’t going to be embarrassing and... well I knew Tommy would understand cause he’s probably had the same problem...” The young boy responded.

“Actually I did,” Tommy replied giving the younger boy a ‘noogie’ ruffling his hair which got a giggle in response. “When they switched me to Puericil-Plus, I needed a diaper for a couple of days and Jenny had to diaper me, so you’re not alone little guy.” He didn’t feel he needed to add that it had only been a couple of weeks ago.

“So! Tommy in that storage cabinet are a dozen big packages of diapers, grab a couple and we’ll go diaper all of our boys and keep them diapered at night at least until we’re sure they don’t need them.” Jenny directed.

Sherry took Billy by the hand and pulled him into a hug and gave him a little kiss which had the boy smiling as they trooped together back to the cabin together. Followed by Jenny and Tommy carrying bags of disposable diapers.

It turned out that half the boys had been switched to Puericil-Plus within the past few days and had bedwetting problems as a result but had been embarrassed to bring up the issue. But all the boys got diapered just to be safe and when the other kids found out Sherry was allowed to have Billy sleep in bed with her as long as he was diapered, there were very few beds with only one person in them by the next night. The girls wanted their boys within reach and with the boy diapered, they couldn’t get up to any ‘inappropriate’ behavior with the girls and almost all the kids loved the arrangement.

****

Back in their own cabin, once she shut the door, Tommy found himself getting one of the most serious kisses he’d ever had as Jenny all but crushed him against her and made his toes curl. “Wow!” he gasp when she finally broke off.

“There’s lots more of those little guy as long as you keep making my job easy running this nuthouse they’re calling Camp Puericil,” she said as she picked him up and carried him to the big chair and sat him on her lap and proceeded to give him a few more.

“I’m just trying to help Jenny, but it seems to be working...”

“Just keep doing exactly what you’re doing Tommy and we’re good! Now let’s get unpacked take a quick shower and get to bed. I’ve got to be up really early tomorrow to make sure everyone else gets with the program. That’s probably going to happen a lot, at least for the first week or so. Once things settle down, then we’ll have a lot more time together.”

“Ummm Jenny? I noticed when I brought Billy in here, there’s only one bed?”

“That’s because you’re sleeping with me exactly as I wanted. When Mrs. Butterfield asked whether I wanted a queen size bed or twin beds, I told her flat out that you were sleeping with me so a big bed was what I wanted. Her only response was ‘make sure you don’t get pregnant’ then laughed. “We have more freedom in our little cabin than the other kids do Tommy and I plan to make use of it. I plan on us doing a lot of exploring this summer and that includes teaching my boy all about sex. Is that a problem for you?”

“You even need to ask that? Jenny I’m your student and am falling in love with my teacher!”

“Then we’ll start your lessons in the shower young man, because you and I will be taking one together!”

“Can’t wait! Just one question, do I have to wake you if I need to use the bathroom during the night?”

“No that’s one of the perks of our private cabin, unlike the younger boys and girls you can use it alone here in our cabin, but elsewhere in the camp, you’d have to have a girl with you.” To which he gave a nod of understanding.

That night Tommy learned about oral sex, both giving and receiving and had no trouble sleeping as he was cuddled tightly in Jenny’s arms throughout the night.

*****

It was a hand stroking his back and patting his bare butt that woke him in the morning. The start of his first full day at Camp Puericil.

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