Date: Thu, 12 Apr 2001 17:13:40 EDT
From: Justin0398@aol.com
Subject: Texas Tails: Allen (02)by Justin Davis (t/t, mast,oral,true)

Author's note: This is the second 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, where necessary, 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 Two
(We Cum Together)


In a way, I guess, there is nothing more wonderful than the innocence of
youth.  And, it was in that state of innocence, that the friendship between
Allen and I grew that first summer.  Whether we were exploring the woods
hunting for rabbits, or exploring each other, each time was like a new
adventure.

Although I had been fucked by Raymond, and had had oral sex with both he and
Zach by the time I was thirteen, most of what had occurred had very little
emotional involvement or closeness to it beyond the moment.  It was something
I had done and experienced but never really felt like I got much out of.
With Allen it was different.  He became totally addicting.

It was the last week of the summer, before school started, and the permission
had been given for me to spend the night at Allen's house.  The importance of
that is not that we were spending the night together, we had done that many
times over that summer.  The importance was that that night, while his
parents and his brother and sister slept, Allen and I began what I consider
to be the beginning of our "real" journey of sexual adventure.

I must confess, I don't remember how or what led to what occurred.  We both
were lying there in bed naked, playing with each other's dick, as we had done
many times before when we had spent the night together.

My bedroom was totally dark, with the exception of the moonlight that
filtered through the curtains and cast a soft glow throughout the room.
There was just enough dim light where we could see each other's naked bodies.

I had placed my hands behind by head, with my eyes closed, and was savoring
the feeling of Allen's hand slowly stroking my dick.  Although the stroking
never really stopped, suddenly a warm moist feeling I recognized only from my
experiences with Raymond and Zach enveloped the head of my cock.

As first it startled me.  I opened my eyes, looked down, and through the dim
light I confirmed what my senses already knew.  Allen was sucking my cock.

"Oh man!"  I moaned softly.

"Where did you learn how to do that?"  I asked.

Allen took his mouth off of my dick just long enough to reply.

"My cousin."  He said, then went immediately back to sucking my dick.

I am convinced, now that I look back at it, that good cocksuckers are born
then made.

Although I had had oral sex with Raymond and Zach, the attention Allen was
giving my dick drove me wild.  He had a unique way of doing it, which at that
time, I had never experienced before.  Allen used his hand to slowly jack and
squeeze my dick while he sucked.  Needless to say, I dissolved into a puddle
of sexual bliss.

It wasn't long before I could tell I was going to cum real soon.

"Hey man, I am fixing to cum just real soon now."  I whispered softly.

There was no response.  Allen just kept sucking and jacking me.

"I ain't shitin."  I said very quietly but urgently.

Still, Allen continued.

Then, as I felt the cum start rising up like lava to get out of my balls, I
cautioned him one more time.

"I am gonna blow man.  Here it comes!"  I said

Almost at the moment I said that, Allen gobbled my dick down to the pubes.
No one had ever done that to me in my life at that point.  I could actually
feel him swallowing my cum.  It was as if his throat muscles were milking my
dick.

Even after I had no more to give, Allen kept licking and sucking my dick
while I lay there in the afterglow of the most intense suck I had ever had.
Then, as he continued to suck and lick my dick, I rolled over on top of him,
took his dick into my mouth, and began to suck him, in what would be our
first-ever sixty-nine.

It didn't take long for Allen to have an orgasm.  Although he couldn't shoot
yet, it was a real turn on to hear him groan and feel his dick twitch in my
mouth as he had his dry cum.

Two more times that night we would bring each other to another climax as we
sucked and licked until our mouths were almost dry of spit.  Then, totally
exhausted and sated, we went to sleep cuddled against each other.

Once school started that fall, it was harder for Allen and I to get together
as frequently as we had during the summer.  Two grades separated us, and
since I was in the 9th grade, and he was still in junior high, we didn't see
each other during the school day.

To compound matters even further, Allen and his family moved about five miles
further away.  That meant that even after school it was difficult for us to
get together.

We did, however, talk a lot on the telephone and try to spend the night
together on the weekends as much as we could.  Most times, however, that
meant I spent the night at Allen's and usually on Saturday night.

Fortunately, or unfortunately, depending on how you look at it, that meant
that I had to go to church with his family the next day.  That also meant I
got a good dose of fundamental, Bible-thumping, hell fire and damnation,
preaching.

 Normally, I would have been really put off by the tirades of the preacher.
I hated going to church with my parents for that very reason.  However, very
quickly I learned from Allen that other things could be done in church.

Most times, when I went to church with Allen and his family, we would sit
toward the back of the church.  That, of course, made it much easier to see
everyone who was there.  From the very first time I went with them, Allen
would lean over and whisper something to me about this kid or that kid.

"What kind of dick do you think he has?"  He would ask me.

"I betcha he would squeal if you sucked him."  He would whisper, as he
pointed out some particular teen in the crowd.

Then, it wouldn't be uncommon that he would intentionally press his leg up
against mine, or move his foot over and start playing with my foot, until we
were both hard and just about to lose our minds.

I must admit, I don't think I ever heard a word the preacher said any time
that I went to church with Allen.  For Allen, and for me, those Sunday
mornings became a playtime during which we got each other primed to dash off
into the woods behind his house, after Sunday dinner, strip naked, and
explore each other even more.  Over the next eight years, we explored a lot.

In fact, although Allen and I would get together and have sex as often as we
could, that didn't keep either of us from wanting to share the neat stuff we
learned with others.

Naturally, in a small Texas town one had to be discrete.  However, like most
small towns the world over, there are usually plenty of sexually repressed,
hot and horny, boys who just can't wait to jack off with someone or get their
dick sucked.  That was very much the case in the small town in which I grew
up.

At this point, it is almost impossible to stick to a chronological order of
events because so much of Allen's sexual activity, and mine, was intertwined
with an ongoing competition between the two of us that began as a dare.


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