Date: Tue, 30 Nov 1999 20:34:29 PST From: James Truett Subject: Clay Called (High School,t/t,oral) Clay Called The game started at Jimmy Truett's house as usual at seven. There was Jimmy, Joe, Clay and I. We had our usual game of cards every Thursday. Jimmy was the oldest of our group, just one year older at 17. He liked to brag about his knowledge of poker and how he was in a league by himself. Joe was the guy in the group who liked to play cards. He could care less if he won or lost. Clay could not stand to loose, although he often did. He was not good at cards. I just liked the game. I had the same outlook as Joe. "Come on, hurry and deal, I feel lucky tonight." Clay said. "You'll be lucky to lick my ass tonight, but hole, there is no way you can beat me." Jimmy challenged. "Yea, want to make a side bet on who beats who" Clay replied. Jimmy took the challenge. This is how Clay dug the hole that he was in tonight. The side bet started at 25 dollars. "Man that's a lot, I don't know" Clay replied. Jimmy said "Put up or shut up you dumb cock sucker, you always like to run your mouth, you know you can't beat me. I'm the best." Clay could not resist the challenge "You're the best at saying how good you are, only thing you'll beat tonight is your meat. I'm just better than you. You're the dumb faggot." Our games usually started with the names, challenge, and bets. This was the first time Jimmy and Clay went at it so hard. Both acted serious tonight as if they had to prove their manhood. With the side bet sitting on the table, both played with purpose. It was eleven o'clock when Joe announced, "This is the final hand, and it's eleven". At the time Clay and Jimmy were almost even. The last hand would decide the winner for the night. The cards were dealt. Jimmy bet 5 dollars, Clay called him and raised him 10 dollars. Jimmy asked "what's the limit on the last hand". Joe told him that there was no limit on the last hand. Jimmy announced, "I'll raise you 45 dollars Clay, and I want one card". Clay's face was red with anger as he said, "I'll call you ass hole, but I'm short ten dollars." Jimmy looked at him and said, "No way, either put up or fold, no credit". Clay looked like he could cry, "You're going for a straight or flush and trying to steal the pot and the side bet by betting more than I have. That's not right. My hand has you beat, I know it". Jimmy looked at Clay and upped the challenge "If you're so sure I'll give you the credit. If you beat me then the pots yours. But if you loose you have to blow me. How bout it cock sucker you want to really put up your mouth, give me a ten dollar blow job". Clay looked as if a train had hit him. "You're the biggest fucking bluff in Savannah. You don't have anything." Joe looked at Clay and pleaded, "Man don't do it. That's too risky. He has something or he wouldn't put that much money into one pot". Jimmy smiled and looked at Clay, "What's it to be, my pot, the side bet or the chance you'll suck my load, boy. I sure could use a good blow job." Clay looked at him as if to call the bet. Joe and I begged him to just walk away but he was too sure. "OK smart ass, I'll call you and I don't need any cards, I'll stand. What do you think of that Jimmy? The only load you'll blow tonight is from using your right hand." Jimmy smiled as he was dealt the one card. Clay threw down his hand and said, "Show em, I've got a full boat, three fours and two aces, ass hole. This beats your flush or straight if you drew it." Jimmy just smiled as he said "Does two pair beat a full house . . . . ... if both pair are queens." Clay gasped as the four ladies hit the table "man I can't believe you have four of a kind." "Yep, I did, time to pay up" Jimmy said as he stood up and started to lower his zipper. Clay was just mumbling, "you really want me to suck you off, man just let me pay you the ten dollars tomorrow." Jimmy looked at Clay and said laughed loudly "You made the bet and now you'll get to swallow your pride and my cum. You'll be my cock sucker, or my fifth queen for tonight." Clay looked at Joe and me for help. Joe just said, "Clay, I told you, I told you, you called the stupid bet." Jimmy was standing in front of Clay and smiling as he started fishing in his pants to pull out his cock. "You mean right here in front of them" Clay pleaded. "what you're shy about blowing me" Jimmy grabbed Jimmy by his tee shirt and said "OK, kitchen then" and dragged Clay along. I looked at Joe and whispered, "he shouldn't have made the bet". I listened to Jimmy from the kitchen "Get down on your knees right here. I thought I would choke with apprehension and excitement as Jimmy kept talking. "Come on, unbuckle it. OK now unsnap my jeans. That's it, look at me, Its your hard meal tonight." At that point all my good sense was shouting for me to stop them. Any further and Clay would be at his mercy. I paused a minute to think of a way to end this. Jimmy interrupted my thoughts; "C'mon, man, you almost have it out in the open. Don't you want to see it? Touch it? Hold it? You know you do." "Yea you want your lips wrapped around it, don't you"? "Okay, you're not gonna come in my mouth. Please let me know before. Please let me know gggghhhhh" Clay's last words were muffled as Jimmy pushed is cock past his lips. "He's doing it, he's really doing it, he's sucking Jimmy, listen to him, he's sucking him, think he'll take his load." Joe said. "He shouldn't have called' that was dumb" I answered. "No teeth, man watch the teeth, yea, see if you can take it all, Oh man, yea, ohhh, use your tongue. Keep on, you're getting good" Jimmy moaned. "arghhhhh, sniff, argh, sloooo, argh" was all we heard from Clay as he worked on Jimmy. You could hear what sounded like sobs from him as he serviced Jimmy's shaft. "OK, how bout licking my balls" Jimmy was saying. Clay then started pleading with his mouth empty. "Come on Jimmy isn't that enough man you won. Can't we just argggh" Jimmy pushed his hard on back into Clay's mouth. Jimmy started saying "You faggot, I've got my cock in your faggot mouth, your liking it, look at you pants you've got a hard on, sucking cock turns you on. I'm gonna pump my juice down your throat. You'll know who won, won't you." Joe looked me in the eyes and said, "He likes it". I bent my face down as I thought about what it must look like with Clay's nose pressed into the bush at the base of Jimmy's dick, and letting his tongue softly bathe his shaft. Jimmy released a pleasured groan as Clay licked the rigid pole. This was the first time I had ever heard someone suck cock. I was intoxicated by the sweet teen musk of the blowjob-taking place. It was funny to me that I could find the boy cock flesh slurping sound a turn on. My cock was at full mast. After a few minutes I could put it off no longer and headed toward the bathroom. I glanced in the kitchen to see Clay on his knees attached to Jimmy's rod. Jimmy's jeans and shorts were on the floor. Jimmy's white butt was fucking his dick into Clay's throat and Clay held on for dear life. What caught my attention most was that Clay had his cock pulled through his jeans and was jacking off as he gave Jimmy head. Needless to say Jimmy came in his mouth and throat. He apologized as Clay spit it out but I knew he did it on purpose. Clay had called and the debt had been paid.