Date: Mon, 9 Mar 2015 19:46:04 +0000
From: Liam Cookson <cookieboi71@yahoo.com>
Subject: the boy and The Man 1

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Hope I find you well. Here is a group of, up to now 26 short stories.  I
hope to publish them every few days or so.


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the boy and The Man 1.


The boy had seen the man looking at him in the burger restaurant. He'd gone
into Burger King for something to eat before getting the bus home after
he'd being at the cinema with his friend. Now the man was sat opposite him
in the bus station.


In Burger King the man was staring at him. The boy would look away. Then
look back. The man would still be looking as he slowly ate his burger. They
were now both finished.


The boy was on his way to the door. To the bus station. The man
followed. The boy waited for the number 38. The man sat opposite. His day
pass would take him anywhere on the network. The boy was nervous. The boy
was excited. He was 14 and knew he was good looking. The man guessed the
boy was 13 or 14. Dark black short hair. Dark brown eyes. Skin, so soft, so
smooth. The man was rock hard. The boy was hard. He shuffled on his
seat. The bus arrived.


The boy boarded. The man boarded. The boy took his seat half way down the
single decker on the offside. The man the same but on the onside. The two
of them and a girl in her maybe early twenties were the only ones
onboard. The looking continued.


The bus progressed along its route. The girl got off. An old man
boarded. He had no interest in the boy. Our man continued looking at the
gorgeous boy. He stroked his crotch making sure the boy saw. He smiled at
the boy. The boy blushed slightly.


The old man got off. A young woman with a baby in a pushchair got on. The
man was now rubbing his crotch. The boy stared out the window. He was
painfully hard. Why he wasn't gay. He closed his eyes for a few seconds. He
opened them and the man was still looking at him. Still stroking his
crotch. The boy shook. He bit his top lip. He took a deep breath. He shook
slightly. The man smiled.


The boy leaned forward and pressed the bell. The man noticed the boys
finger was shaking. The boy stood and made his way to the front. He looked
over his shoulder and saw the man on his feet following him. The man looked
at the boys arse. Lovely.


They both said thanks to the driver. The boys voice had broken. The balls
should be spunkers. They were off the bus. The bus moved off. The man
looked around. The boy did the same. They were alone. A brick bus shelter
and a small woods behind. The man put his hand on the boys shoulder and led
him round the back.


Into the woods a few metres and a bit of a clearing. Beyond a wall about a
metre high. He got the boy with his back against it. The man knelt. The boy
took deep breaths. The man unbuckled the boys belt. Undid his top
button. Pulled down his zip. Peeled off his tight briefs and a lovely boy
cock bounced out. So hard so hot. The man sniffed in the scent. The boy
sucked in a deep breath as the man blew breath over his dick. He let out a
deep croak as the man peeled his foreskin back and kissed the tip.


His pants and panties were pushed to his ankles and off over his
trainers. The man kissed and licked the boys thighs. The boy moaned with
pleasure. The man took in his left ball. Rolled it round his
mouth. Released it. Took in the right ball. Rolled it with his tongue
running over it. The boy gasped for breath. His mouth open. His nose
scrunched up. His fists clenched so tight his knuckles were white.


The man looked up at him. The man smiled a beaming smile. The boy managed a
weak smile. The man wanked the boy. Once. Twice and sensed the boy was
close. The boy swallowed hard. His mouth now so dry.


The man licked both sides of the cock and took it in. All 10
centimetres. The boy was gasping for breath as he saw his cock swallowed
into the mans hot, wet mouth. He was trembling. The man sucked gently on
the boy cock. He felt it pulse. The boy banged his fists against the
wall. He fired one, two, three, four, five ropes of cum into the mans
mouth. The man swallowed some.


The man showed him the remaining cum in his mouth. He swallowed the
rest. He stood fondling the boys thighs. He pushed his mouth to the
boys. The boy turned his head. The man turned it back. They kissed. The man
pushing his tongue into the boys sweet mouth. He kissed the boy for a few
seconds as he kneaded the boys buttocks before running his finger up the
boys crack. The boy gasped as it paused at his hole. The man broke the kiss
and stepped back.


"Burger King. Same time next week" the man said.


The boy nodded as he reached for his undies and pants. The man made his way
back to the bus stop. He crossed the road and studied the timetable. Ten
minutes to wait. He sat on the bench. The boy appeared and made his way
down the road. He took a side path to the estate. The man knew the boy
would soon be lying on his bed tossing off.


The bus came the man boarded and made his way back to town to look for his
next chicken.