Date: Tue, 1 May 2001 07:35:21 EDT
From: Justin0398@aol.com
Subject: Texas Tails:Allen(05)by Justin Davis (t/t,oral, mast,true)

Author's note: This is the fifth chapter of the third story in the Texas
Tails series that I have written.  As with the other stories in this series
that I have posted, virtually all of the events, persons and circumstances
are true.  Names of 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
been posted, without the consent of the author.

Author's note: A special thanks to David, my new copy editor, who has helped
so much with past, and I hope, future chapters.  Constructive comments are
appreciated and you may send them to Justin0398@aol.com

Texas Tails: Allen
By
Justin Davis
Chapter Five
(Drop Um For A Dollar)

Even though I immediately set out to plan a strategy to get closer to Beau I
knew it wasn't going to be easy.

Although he lived only about four blocks or so from my house, Beau was pretty
much a loner.  His house was on the way to the high school and I seen him out
in the yard lots of times when some of us would ride our bikes to the high
school to shoot hoops.

As I mentioned before, Beau was a good-looking kid.  He almost never wore a
shirt when the weather was warm, just jeans or shorts, and most times, when I
did see him outside, he was stripped to the waist working out on a punching
bag that was hung from a tree beside the garage.

Occasionally, I would see Beau with a boy or two that lived near him, but
most times he was alone punching the bag, mowing the yard, or working on cars
with his dad.  In short, he was pretty much a loner.  I had no earthly idea
how I was going to get closer to him and I only had three weeks to do it.

Finally, after thinking about it off and on for a few more days, I decided
that I would try and catch him when he was outside, which he usually was when
he got home from school.

So, I got on my bike and headed toward the high school.  When I passed Beau's
house he wasn't outside so I rode on to the high school and shot hoops with
some of the guys that had congregated there.

After about an hour or so, I told everybody I had to leave, got back on my
bike, and headed home past Beau's house.  Sure enough, he was working out on
the punching bag.  I peddled my bike over to the driveway, stopped, and
watched him.  He didn't see me at first.

"You sure punch that thing good."  I said.

Beau immediately stopped punching the bag and looked around at me.

"Yeah."  He said, and went back to punching the bag a few more times.

Then, he gave it a huge punch with his gloved right hand, stopped, and began
to take of the boxing gloves he had on his hands.

"I have to practice a lot if I want to get good."  He said, as he slipped off
the gloves.

"My name is Justin."  I said.

"Yeah I know.  I have seen you around."  He replied.

"Your name is Beau, right?"  I asked.

"Yep."  He replied.

"Where you headed?"  He asked.

"I just got finished shooting some hoops with some guys and I am headed
home."  I replied.

"You want a Coke?"  Beau asked.

"Sure!"  I replied.

For about an hour or so, we sat on the front porch steps drinking our Cokes
and just shooting the shit about this and that.  I found out he liked fishing
and we talked about that for awhile because I did too.  I told him about a
neat spot I knew of and we made a date to get together that Saturday and go
fishing.

Over the next week or so, Beau and I went fishing several times, he even went
to the high school with me and shot some hoops, and in general we got to
pretty good friends by the end of the month.

I had begged Allen for more time, and he had given me to the end of the
month.  But, the end of September was approaching fast and I still hadn't
been in a situation with Beau that lent itself to anything sexual.  That
would soon change.

It was a Saturday night, and I had gone to Beau's.  The two of us, and some
of the other kids that lived around him, had been playing touch football in
the street.
September nights are still hot in the place in Texas where I grew up, so we
were all stripped to the waist and sweaty.

Finally, the game busted up, the other guys had drifted off, and Beau and I
were sitting on his front porch steps just talking about stuff.

"Justin, you ever fucked a girl?"  Beau asked.

"No."  I replied.

"Well, I haven't either but these two guys I go to school with have.  The
same girl." He stated.

"At the same time."  Beau added.

"Wow!  That must have been something."  I replied.

"They want me to go with um next time."  He then said.

"Man, that sounds cool!"  I replied.

My cock was getting hard just thinking about Beau being naked and fucking
some chick.

"Yeah, it's kind of weird though."  Beau said.

"I mean, fucking some chick with two other guys at the same time."  He added.

"I have seen that in the porn mags."  I said.

"You have porn mags?"  He asked.

"Well, a friend of mine stole um from his dad, but I have seen pictures of
all kinds of things."  I replied.

"Guys fucking chicks, chicks with chicks, guys with guys."  I have seen it
all I added.

"Man, you've seen pictures of guys doing it with other guys?"  He asked.

"Yep."  I replied.

"Man, that is weird.  Wonder how they get them queers to do that?"  He said.

"Pay um I guess."  I replied.

"Man I wouldn't do that for any amount of money!"  He said.

"Well, I would if it was enough money."  I replied.

There it was, I had thrown it out on the table.  The ball was in his court.

"You mean you would queer somebody for money?"  Beau asked.

"Sure, if it was enough."  I replied

"Man, that is sick."  He stated.

"Well, I might just do it for the money and to see what it was like."  I said.

"See what was like?"  Beau asked.

"To see what it was like to suck somebody.'  I said.

"Why?"  He asked.

"Just curious.  I have always wondered what it would be like."  I lied.

Beau was dead silent for what seemed like an eternity.  I figured that a very
short friendship was fixing to end.

"Would you do it to me?"  Beau asked.

I waited for a moment, my heart racing, then spoke.

"Sure."  I replied.

Again, Beau was silent for a long time.

"Give me a dollar."  He finally said.

"What?"  I asked.

"Give me a dollar.  I will let you do it to me for a dollar."  He replied.

Now there was a switch.  I had been thinking about him paying me.

"You want the dollar now or later?"  I asked.

"Now!"  He replied.

I reached into my jeans; pulled out the little cash I had, peeled of a
dollar, and gave it to him.

He tucked it in the pocket of his jeans.

"Where are we gonna do it?"  I asked.

"Follow me."  He said.

I followed Beau down the street about a block to a little white-framed house
that was all dark.  It was after ten at night so I figured the people who
lived there were either in bed or not home.  I continued to follow Beau
through the gate, then around to the back of the house.

"Whose house is this?"  I asked worriedly.

"Belonged to old lady Smith.  She died about a month ago.  I used to come
down here all the time and help her with yard work."  Beau replied.

Once we got to the back door, Beau reached under a flowerpot that was on the
porch, pulled out a key, and unlocked the back door.

"Come on."  He said.

I followed him inside the house.

Although it was dark in the house, enough light came through the windows from
the street lights that I had no trouble following Beau as he led me to what
appeared to be a guest bedroom.

"You can do it here on the bed."  Beau said, as he started to unzip his jeans.

"Okay."  I replied.

Beau stepped out of his jeans, then hooked his fingers in the waistband of
his boxers, pulled them down, let them drop to his ankles, and stepped out of
them.
He then stood there naked.

I could plainly see Beau was already hard.

For his age, Beau's cock was rather impressive.  He was cut, about six inches
or so, and pretty thick.  Although he had less pubes than I did, he was
already well on the way to having a nice bush.  Because of his tan, and
sun-bleached hair, Beau's love-trial kind of gleamed in the light from the
window as he lay back on the bed.

I got on the bed next to him, took his cock in my hand, and began to jack him
a little.  He groaned and shifted on the bed.

Then, I moved my mouth down, and began to lick the head of his cock with my
tongue.  Beau moaned even louder at that.

Finally, after I had his dick slick, I began to move my mouth up and down on
his cock.

After awhile, since I knew I wasn't even going to think about jacking off
while I did him, I figured I might as well get something out of it for
myself.  So, I stopped sucking him, and lay down on the bed.

"What are you doing?  Beau asked.

"Get up here and fuck my mouth."  I replied.

Beau got up off his back, and moved his body over me.  I scooted under him,
took his firm butt cheeks in my hand and pushed his dick toward my mouth.

Beau was a natural born fucker.

There was no need for me to slow him down or speed him up.  My hands on his
butt cheeks became part of my enjoyment of that moment.

Eventually, because of his groans, and because I could feel his dick start
getting even harder, I knew he was fixing to cum.

"I am gonna shoot my wad!"  He said.

"Oh fuck!!!!  Here it comes!!!"  He then said.

"Eat my load!!!  Beau hollered, and drove his dick deep into my mouth.

A split second later, he exploded and filled my mouth with some of the best
tasting cum I have ever tasted before or since.  I gulped hungrily.

Again, he filled my mouth with another shot.  Five more times he shot, and I
swallowed, before he pulled his dick out of my mouth and rolled over onto his
back on the bed.

"What was it like?"  He asked me.

"It was alright I guess."  I said.

All right?  It was fucking fantastic.  However, I wasn't going to tell Beau
that.

I don't remember what was said next.  I just know that it wasn't long before

Beau was putting his boxers and his jeans back on, then we left the way we

had come, went back to his house, and parted company.

That would not be the last time Beau and I would be together sexually.
Although he was straight, he very much liked to get his cock sucked.  It
turned out to be a very good arrangement.

Most times, all I had to do was call him on the phone, sometimes he would
call me, and we would meet, then go somewhere where he could get a blow job.
Eventually, he did work his way up to jacking me while he fucked my mouth.
Always, though, I had to pay him a dollar.

Looking back, I figure it was just Beau's way of feeling like a stud, and at
the same time, justifying why he liked to have another guy suck his cock.

I do know he enjoyed it though, because over the next three years, until I
went off to college, I must have paid him thirty dollars or more.  It was
worth every dime.

To be continued...................................