Date: Mon, 15 Mar 1999 06:42:58 EST
From: Justin
Subject: Texas Tails: Zach Part 2

Standard Disclaimer: The following story is a detailed account of sex between
teenaged boys.  If the subject matter offends you do not read it.  If you are
under 18 years of age you should not read this story.

Additionally, the stories in the "Texas Tails" series are true stories.
Some readers may have noticed, or taken offense, that in the first stories no
mention is made of condoms or "safe sex."  STD's were something that we didn't
think much about in the rural area where I grew up.  However, in our high
school health classes we were made aware of the risks of unprotected sex.  By
the time I was fifteen, the use of condoms became the norm if intercourse was
involved.  "Safe sex" is the only way to go and should be practiced by
everyone.

The author retains all copyrights to this story and others in "Texas Tails."
All names, with the exception of mine, have been changed to protect others.

This story (part two) is the last one about Zach.
I hope you enjoy the story.

Texas Tails: Zach 02
by 
Justin Davis

As the determination to make our sexual encounter one that Zach would remember
took firm hold in my mind, it drove me onward.  His groans almost turned to
soft gasps as I raised my mouth off of his dick and began to lick its smooth
head and then up and down the shaft of his dick.

Slowly, but purposefully, I let my mouth and my tongue roam over his pubes,
then down to the insides of his thighs, then back upward to his stomach.  The
sounds coming from his mouth alternated  between whimpers and gasps, as he put
his fingers in my hair and guided me on, his hips squirming first one way then
the other, as my mouth worked its way over, down, and around his most
sensitive areas.

"Oh please, please," he groaned, as he tried to pull my head back up to his
dick.

I knew he wanted me to go down on him again but I was also determined to make
this good for him and make it last. So, resisting the gentle tugging he was
doing on my head with his hands, trying to pull my mouth back toward is dick,
I moved my mouth downward again over each of his balls, and down underneath
them.  With my tongue, I began to lick at the very root of his dick. I then
worked my way slowly downward toward the region below that I knew contained
his asshole.

My tongue found the top of his crack and licked around.

"Ohhhhh, shit!" Zach said half-gasping.

Gently, I moved one of his legs apart with my hand so that my tongue could get
better access to the target that it sought.  I licked harder and lower.  Any
tension or resistance Zach may have had at that point melted away. He halfway
opened, halfway raised his legs, giving me a wide open shot at his hole.  My
tongue zeroed in on the target that it had been seeking and plunged in
hungrily.

Thank God, no one was around.  Zach began to holler so loud that it almost
made me want to laugh.  He began to hunch my tongue as it burrowed it in him. 

"Oh yes, oh yes" he said over and over as I began to eat him out in earnest
for a little while longer.  Then, I stopped.  That, too, brought a groan as
the ass-licking sensation he had been feeling was now gone.

I began to eat under his balls again with my mouth. There were more groans and
more gasps as I worked.  I then worked each one of his balls in to my mouth
one at a time, rolling them with my tongue as I did so.  By this time there
were no more gasps, just soft, steady whimpers, like a little kid that was
afraid to cry.  I glanced up at him with my eyes, the first time I had tried
to look at his face since my mouth began working its way around his pubic
area.  He was crying.  Not sobbing, just whimpering. A few tear tracks ran
from the corner of his eyes down his cheeks.  He wiped at them with his hand
as I watched him. He has had enough I thought.

Quickly, my mouth moved from his balls and upward to the top of his dick.  I
swallowed him in one big gulp down to his pubes.  Zach hollered and grabbed my
head with his hands again as I began to bob up and down slowly on his dick.
Then he spoke, almost pleadingly.

"Oh please Zach, let me suck you," he said.

I swung the lower part of my body toward his head.

"Get up over me," he instructed.

I knew what he wanted to do.  Raymond and I had done this very thing several
times.

I swung my body up over him and went  back down on his dick with my mouth.  At
almost the same instant I felt his hands on my butt pushing it down further.
What  followed, almost instantly, was the warm moist feeling of his mouth as
it enveloped my dick.  Zach and I were now locked in a 69 from which neither
of us would want to escape until we both had cum.   

Zach began to hunch his hips upward as my head bobbed up and down on his dick.
At the same time, I began to fuck into Zach's mouth, which by that time was
working its own special brand of magic on my dick.  I think we both knew that
neither of us was going to last long because we both started pumping crazily
like dogs in heat.

Zach's dick got even harder in my mouth and the oozing of pre-cum increased to
the point that at first I wondered if he had shot his load.  At almost the
same time I began to feel my own load building deep within me, slowly working
its way up from the root of my dick.

"Ummmppfff!!" Zach began to mutter; as best he could with a mouth full of my
dick.

His hips arched skyward toward my mouth, trying I guess, to thrust his dick
even deeper into my mouth.  I, too, fucked Zach's mouth even harder wanting
more and more of the wonderful sensation that I was feeling. 

"Oh God I am gonna cum," I screamed.

But, with a mouth full of Zach's dick all that came out was the same thing
that had come out of his.

"Ummmppff!!!"

At almost the same instant, and one of the very few times in my life it has
ever happened except with Raymond, Zach and I shot our loads.  The moment I
felt myself shoot into his mouth my own mouth was filled with a river-like
flood of cum.  I swallowed and swallowed. I cold feel Zach's throat muscles
doing the same as I shot load after load of cum into his mouth.

We rolled on our sides, still locked together with each other's dick in our
mouth, and slowly began to suck each other dry.  Even after we had long since
almost completely lost our erections, we still nursed at each other's dick
like hungry calves.  

Eventually, I rolled on my back, letting Zach's dick flop from my mouth.  He
did the same.

"Geez, man, that was wonderful," I said.  

Zach turned his body around and snuggled up to me putting his head on my
shoulder.  

"Thank you," he said softly.  That was all.

We held each other like that for awhile and I suggested we go swimming again,
which we did.  After a bit we put on our clothes and hopped on our bikes and I
headed toward my house and Zach headed toward his.

There would be a couple of more times, once at his house and once in some
woods, that Zach and I would have sex again.  Each time was just as good as
the first.

After the fall semester Zach's parents sent him to live with his Aunt in
Houston.  I never heard from him after that.   

I remember a couple of years after I entered the University, I was at home and
I was talking with my mom about high school and old times and I mentioned
Zach.

"I wonder what ever happened to Zach?"  I asked.

"Oh, I hear he went to junior college in Houston for awhile and then went out
to California.  His mom doesn't say much about him anymore."  

I knew what that probably meant. I learned a long time ago that most times
when adults said things like that, in the town I grew up in, it meant that
someone had done something illegal the family was ashamed of, gotten on drugs,
or had come out as gay.  I figure Zach had come out. 

I hope where ever he is now someone is holding him and loving him and taking
care of him.  From my point of view, they have themselves one fine guy, and
one hell of a hot lover.