Date: Mon, 23 Apr 2001 05:44:34 EDT
From: Justin0398@aol.com
Subject: Texas Tails:Allen (04)by Justin Davis (t/t,oral,mast,true)

Author's note: This is the fourth chapter of the third story in the Texas
Tails series.  As with the other stories in this series that I have posted,
virtually all of the events, persons and circumstances are true.  Names of
certain individuals have been changed to protect their privacy.

The following story contains graphic sexual scenes between teen males.  If
material of this nature offends you then you should not read this story.
Additionally, if you are under 18 years of age in most states you are not
allowed to read this story by law.

The author claims all copyrights to this story and no duplication or
publication of this story is allowed, except by the web sites to which it has
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Author's note: A special thanks to David T my copy editor.

Constructive comments are appreciated and you may send them to
Justin0398@aol.com


Texas Tails: Allen
By
Justin Davis
Chapter Four
(The Snail)

Once school started that fall, both Allen and I became very busy with school
activities, homework, and the usual things that go on during any given school
year.  Because of that, I had given Allen more time to work on his conquest
of Aubrey than he had given me to get to Jared.

As before, Allen and I kept in contact with each other by phone and the
occasional sleep over.  However, we never saw as much of each other during
the school year as we did during the summer.

Sometime that October, Allen called me one night and told me that Aubrey was
spending the night with him that Friday and he was going to try and get him.
Then, he proceeded to go into great detail and give me a very graphic
description of what all he was going to do to Aubrey before he said goodbye
and hung up the phone.

Needless to say, just listening to Allen's description of what he was going
to do to Aubrey got me quite hard and quite horny.  Very quickly, after I had
gotten off the telephone with Allen, I called next door to see if it would be
okay to come over and visit Jason.  Naturally, I had getting together with
him and jacking off foremost on my mind.

It was Jared who answered the phone and informed me that Jason wasn't there.
Dejectedly, I said okay and started to hang up the phone.

"You can come over a visit me if you want."  Jared said.

I thought about that for a second before I answered.  I thought about it
because since I had sucked Jared's cock, I hadn't had much close contact with
him.  In short, I trusted Jason to keep his mouth shut but I wasn't sure
about Jared.

"Okay.  I'll be right over."  I replied.

I went next door and Jared and I goofed around doing stuff in his room for
awhile.  However, it wasn't long before we were lying on his bed with our
pants down stroking our cocks.  Soon, we traded out, as before, and began to
stroke each other.  It wasn't long before Jared popped the question.

"You wanna suck it again?"  He asked.

"Okay."  I replied.
"Take your jeans off."  I told him.

While Jared took off his jeans I re-positioned myself on the bed.  I decided
that this time I might as well introduce Jared to a little different way of
doing it.  It was one of my favorite things to do with Allen and I wanted to
see how Jared would do it.

"Get over me and fuck my mouth."  I told him.

Had it been Allen, instead of Jared at that point, Allen would have been
almost pleading not to have to do it that way.  The head of his cock was
extremely sensitive.

"Oh please.  I don't want to go that way.  Don't make me."  Allen would whine.

It did no good to beg or plead.  Because I enjoyed a good face fuck every now
and then, I would insist that it was that way or nothing.  Of course, Allen
would give in, climb over my face, put his dick in my mouth, and start to
fuck, whining about it the whole time, until he trembled and almost cried
when he had his orgasm.

Jared, on the other hand, couldn't get his jeans off fast enough and get over
me quick enough.  In a flash, he was hovering over me and guiding his dick
into my mouth.

Once he started to fuck, Jared couldn't get enough of it.  He fucked like a
rabbit at first.  In fact, I had to get him to slow down because I couldn't
take his entire dick that fast.  I grabbed hold of his butt, with my hands,
and set the rhythm by guiding him back and forth.  That worked, and soon, I
was able to let go of his butt as he got into the right rhythm.

While Jared slowly worked his cock in and out of my mouth, I began to jerk
myself off.  Even at a slower pace, it didn't take Jared long before he was
ready to go.  As before, it was real easy to tell when Jared was going to cum.
His breathing would get faster, his stomach muscles would start to contract,
and his dick would get harder and start to swell.

>From underneath him, I watched his balls, which had been bouncing on my chin,
draw up so tight they were almost a part of his cock.

Jared began to moan and began to fuck my mouth harder.  Then, I felt his dick
begin to swell.  Frantically, I stroked my cock faster in order to seek my
own release.

"I am gonna cum Justin."  Jared said almost frantically, as he fucked my
mouth faster.





"Here it comes.  Eat it!!  He exclaimed, as his butt cheeks clenched and he
drove his cock to the back of my throat.

Instantly, my mouth was full of his first load.

A split second later, I began shooting my load all over the place, while
Jared continued to fuck my face and shoot gush after gush of cum into my
mouth.

This time, partly because I was having my own orgasm at the same time, and
partly because of Jared's frantic fucking, I just couldn't swallow fast
enough.  As a result, some of Jared's cum dribbled out of the sides of my
mouth.

Finally, when he was drained, Jared pulled his dick out of my mouth and fell
over on the other side of the bed breathing heavily.

"Geez, that was awesome."  He said, then looked over at me.

I must have made some sight.  I was covered with my cum from my chest down to
my navel.  What I hadn't been able to swallow of Jared's cum dribbled off my
chin.

"Man, you are a mess."  He commented.

I wiped the cum from my chin with my hand and began to laugh.

With the help of a couple of towels, we both cleaned ourselves up, went
downstairs, goofed around some, and then I went home.

There would be only one other time I would ever have sex with Jared.  It was
when he was a senior in high school and I was home from college on spring
break.

Although I would occasionally see Jason or Jared out and around, when I came
home from college, nothing was ever said by either one about anything sexual
we had ever done.  In fact, I had more or less put it out of my mind too
since I knew both of them were straight.

On that particular day, for some reason, Jared and I were standing in his
driveway talking about college and other things.  I had noticed, each time I
came home, that Jared looked even better than the last time.  So, I was just
enjoying standing there in the driveway talking to one of the best looking
guys in town.

"You still suck cock?"  He asked me out of the clear blue.

I looked at him and smiled.

"Yeah, for the right person."  I replied.

Jared laughed.

"Come on.  No body is home."

I followed him into the house and up to his room.  It had changed a lot since
I had last been in it.  It was the room of a young man now, not a young teen.


Jared had been fourteen the last time I had done anything with him.  Now here
it was four years later.  If I had been surprised that first time, I was
overwhelmed by what I saw as he stripped his shirt and took off his shorts.

To this day, I don't think I have seen anyone that age with a more perfect
body and a more perfect cock.  It was awesome.

Football and lifting weights had put muscle on him in places I didn't know
was possible to build muscle.  However, his muscles weren't nearly as extreme
as those you see in some of the body building contests, they were just nicely
toned.

Jared's cock, which was already half-hard, was now thicker than was mine and
longer as well.  In fact, although I didn't measure it, he must have had at
least nine inches.  And, although the head of his cock was as large as was
mine, the shaft got larger and larger as it headed toward his pubes.  So much
so, that it was impossible for me to even attempt to get much more than half
of it in my mouth.  I just couldn't open my mouth that wide.

I had fun that last time, and I think he did too.  Jared was more relaxed,
obviously more of an expert at fucking, and was the one that got on top of
me, flipped around into a sixty-nine position, then jacked me while he fucked
my mouth.  That time we both lasted much longer.  When we did come, however,
once again it was at the same time.

That was the last time Jared and I ever did anything.  Two years later, when
he was away at college, he got his girlfriend pregnant and they got married.
To this day, knowing what I know, I have always said how lucky she is.

Needless to say, Allen was green with envy and used to make me describe that
last time in great detail.  However, this chapter is not so much about me as
it is Allen and "the snail."

Allen did get Aubrey that Friday night, and the way he went about doing it
was part pure genius, and part black mail.  Since I wasn't there, I had to
rely upon what Allen told me.  I have no doubt it was true.

Late into the night, when everyone else was asleep, Allen and Aubrey had
started fooling around.  Nothing much, just some mutual jacking.  Allen had
decided to use my technique, since it had worked with Jared, and bring up the
issue of sucking somebody.

Surprisingly, Aubrey had had a much more negative reaction to the mention of
it that Jared.  In fact, Allen gave up on the spot.  He didn't even want to
jack anymore.  In fact, because I had raised the bet, which meant if he lost
he not only had to eat my ass again but I also got to fuck him, he was lying
there wondering how it was going to feel to get fucked.

Allen waited a bit, then in desperation, brought up the subject again.  This
time, Aubrey was a little less tense about it.  Aubrey told Allen that he had
wondered what it would be like to get sucked, but he had never wondered what
it would be like to suck somebody.  The way was clear.

Amazingly, by telling Aubrey he would suck him, but to guarantee he wouldn't
tell, Aubrey had to lick his dick, he was able to pull it off.  I have no
doubt in my mind that that is probably the first and only time Aubrey ever
got his mouth near a cock.

But that night, he licked Allen's cock, and Allen gave him the best blowjob
Aubrey has probably had in his entire life.

Years later, when I was home visiting and ran into Aubrey, he asked me if I
had ever spent the night at Allen's.  I told him of course I had, lots of
times.

"Well, I guess he got you too."  He said, and laughed.

I laughed as well, but for a different reason.  I now knew, after some years,
Allen was telling the truth.  Also, I laughed because Aubrey had no idea that
I knew long before that moment that Allen had gotten him.  I overcame the
compulsion to ask Aubrey how it felt to lick Allen's dick.

I lost the bet, of course.  Allen, who was a big believer in pay back got
just as much pleasure out of me begging him not to make me eat his ass as I
had gotten out of it when the situations were reversed.  So, as commanded, I
went to work on Allen's asshole while he writhed and squirmed on the bed.
However, that was only part of the bet.

Allen not only got to pick the next guy I had to try for, but he also got to
do to me whatever he wanted that night.  That is where "the snail" enters
into the story.

In an earlier chapter, I mentioned that Allen had fooled around some with his
cousin.  What I did not know was how much more advanced his cousin was in
things sexual than we both were.

That night, after Allen was satisfied I had eaten his ass enough to pay part
of the debt, he informed me that he now got to do whatever he wanted to me.
I had no idea of what was to come.

Allen went to his closet, went in, and brought back four old ties that I
suspected belonged to his dad.

"Okay.  I am going to tie you up now."  He said.

He tied first one hand, then the other to the brass headboard.  Then, he
securely tied one foot, then the other, to the frame at the foot of the bed.
I struggled a little once I was tied, but it became obvious that he had done
a good job.  I was very much bound to the bed frame.

"You are gonna need this."  He said, and immediately stuffed part of a tee
shirt in my mouth.

Then, I could only breathe through my nose and I got really scared.  I didn't
really think he would do anything to hurt me but I was worried.

"Now I am going to show you a little something that my cousin taught me he
said."

I strained at my bindings with fear and tried to protest.  However, my mouth
was stuffed and the bindings held.

Slowly, and very deliberately, Allen started at my neck, and eventually
worked his way over my entire body with his mouth and tongue while I writhed,
screamed from pleasure, and literally tried to break free.

Now this wasn't just a tongue bath mind you, it was a technique, that not
only had to be learned, but had a mental aspect to it as well.  Allen would
teach it to me.

First of all, mentally you have to think of a snail and its foot.  Then, you
have to visualize how that snail crawls along on that foot.  Once that is
accomplished, you form your mouth into the shape of a snail's foot as much as
you can, let the lips of your mouth be the base of the foot, and let your
tongue flick along as your mouth crawl's across parts of the other person's
body.  It helps, too, if you have a glass of water handy so you can keep your
mouth wet and moist.

That night, I literally went crazy with sensation.  If you add to that that I
was totally helpless to get free, it was halfway between ecstasy one moment
and pure torture the next.

By the time Allen finally began to suck me, tears were running down my
cheeks, and my pubes were wet not only from his spit but from pre cum that
had run down my dick like a stream.

It was the first time I had wanted to cum that bad in my entire life, and
Allen bless his heart, gulped every bit of it down and didn't miss a drop
when I did.  Afterward, I lay there panting in relief, while Allen lay next
to me giggling.

Later that night, without the restraints, Allen taught me how to do "the
snail" by practicing on him.  I must admit, I didn't do it all that well that
first time.  However, it wasn't long before I had the technique down.  That
little bit of foreplay, called "the snail", we used very sparingly.  Then, as
now, a gag is highly recommended if others are around, or you have close
neighbors.

Before we went to sleep that night, Allen told me who my next quest had to
be.  He informed me that it would be Beau.  I almost died when Allen said his
name.

Beau was fifteen, about my height, wore his hair buzzed, had not an ounce of
fat on him.  And, worst of all, Beau was an amateur boxer.

I protested.  Beau would beat me to a pulp.  There couldn't be anyone I knew
more macho or straight than him.  I gave tons of reasons why it was
impossible.

Allen would have none of it.  Either I tried to score with Beau, or I was a
wus and a chicken and he wouldn't do it with me anymore.  Allen had learned
quickly how to drive a hard bargain.  But then, so did I.

"Okay, I will do it."  I said.

"But if I get Beau you have do three things."  I added.

"What?"  Allen asked.

"First, the only way you get to cum for the next six months is by face
fucking me."  I replied.

Allen groaned at that.

"Then, you spend the night here at my house the first time after I do it."  I
said.

"Then, you ride with me on my bike that night to the high school, you strip
naked, I take your clothes, come back here, and you have to make it back here
on your own."  I concluded, confident that Allen wouldn't accept the terms.

Allen just looked at me and blinked for a few seconds.

"Okay.  It's a deal."  He replied.

I couldn't believe it.  Allen hated to face fuck me and the high school was
almost two miles from my house.  I didn't see how he could possibly get from
there to my house butt naked without getting caught, even if it was at night.
Allen had called my bluff.

I had no choice.  I had to try and score with Beau.


To be continued.....