Date: Mon, 27 Apr 2015 12:34:22 +0100
From: Liam Cookson <cookieboi71@yahoo.com>
Subject: the boy and The Man 19

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Hi Folks. 


Hope I find you well. Here is the next chapter of the group of what is
still just over 30 short stories. Think I better get writing a few more
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the boy and The Man 19.


It was a lovely early September. The man fancied a weekend away and booked
the Friday and following Monday off. He phoned the campsite in Keswick and
was able to book himself on the site for three nights. He sorted his tent,
camping box, sleeping gear and the like out. By 9 o'clock on Friday morning
he was stood in reception. 


Normally lunchtime is booking in time but he was sorted out and paid up he
found a place on his favourite field. Tent up. Bed sorted. Cooking gear
readied he went into town. A coffee and a wander it was soon time for
lunch. The dog and gun for a goulash and a few pints he wandered back to
the site. 


It was a gorgeous afternoon. The man took a cold beer from his cool
box. Dragged his bed outside. Got his newspaper and settled down. A few
people were putting tents up and a couple were settling in their
caravans. Two beers and the man was dozing. Never quite asleep, never quite
awake. 


The sun went behind the only small cloud in the sky. It stirred the man. He
opened his eyes and thought he'd gone to heaven. A smiling blond boy. About
14. Was looking at him. The boy said a cheery hello. The man muttered hello
back. The boy got back to helping his dad put the tent up. Mum busied
herself with sorting the cooking stuff out. The man got up and got his
camping chair out and got his bed rearranged for later. He took his wash
bag and towel and went off for a shower. He tossed off in there thinking of
the kid. Cleaned up, dried off and put fresh clothes on.


Back at the tent the boy, dad and mum had everything sorted. The man put
his wet towel over a seat in the car and took his book and sat in his
chair. It was just turned 5pm. Too early to eat or go the pub yet. He
looked up from his book and the boy was looking at him. The mans cock
stiffened. The boy blushed as the man smiled at him. The man had now just
one thought. Getting in the boys knickers. He did not see him again until
the next morning.


Having been in bed by half ten the man was awake at 7am. He lay there for a
bit but needed to piss. He was in his night gear of t-shirt and tracksuit
bottoms. He got up and went the few yards to the bogs. Had a shit and a
piss and made his way back to his tent. Not many were up. A few wafts of
cooking bacon though got his hunger juices running. He put the kettle on
and rummaged through his cool box for bacon, black pudding and sausage. In
his other box he took out eggs and tomatoes.


Half hour later his breakfast was eaten. He put the dirty dishes in a bowl
for washing in a short while after he'd had some coffee. The tent next to
him was being unzipped and out came a bed headed boy. A gorgeous boy. They
said good morning. The boy went the bogs. His mum followed while dad busied
himself with starting breakfast. 


The man and family chatted for the next hour. Thr man decided it was time
to wash his dishes then shower. The mum told the boy it was time he
showered to. The man was back with his pots and pans sorted and had his
wash bag at the ready when the boy appeared with his. The boy smiled. The
man smiled. Thd boy blushed. They made their way to the showers.


There was only one empty and the man let the boy use it. The one alongside
became available and the man went in and sorted himself. He came out
seconds before the boy who smelt gorgeous. The man had used his favourite
shower gel. Grapefruit. The boy asked about what flavour it was. Then
blushed like mad. The man stroked the boys face with the back of his hand.


Back at the tent the mum and dad were ready to shower. The man and the boy
sat in silence for a few minutes. The man broke the silence asking what the
boy was up to for the rest of the day. The boy said walk round the
lake. They talked like mad after that. Eventually the family left for their
walk. The boy looked back as they went off the field and waved sweetly at
the man. 


The man was sat reading when the boy arrived ahead of mum and dad. The man
offered them all a beer. To his joy they allowed the boy one. The mum made
some sandwiches and the man ate with them. An hour later mum and dad were
asleep. 


The man said he was walking down to the lake. The boy woke mum and asked if
he could go with him. She said yes. The boys cock swelled. The mans cock
swelled.


They chatted about sport, the boys school, the mans work. This and
that. They were skimming stones. The boy stumbled and the man caught
him. So firm the man thought. They looked into each others eyes. Though
both sucked in a deep breath. The man put his hand on the boys
shoulder. The boy didn't flinch so he led him he towards a wooded area. 


They found a tree log and sat on it. The man pulled the boy to him. He ran
his finger down the boys nose. Pressed it on his mouth. The boy spoke
first.  He asked the man to fuck him. Fuck him hard. He'd done it before
with his guitar teacher. The man smiled and they kissed long and with
passion. The man had no lube on him. He didn't want to hurt the boy. They
agreed to wait to fuck till later. 


They both dropped their shorts. The boy had a lovely little bush above his
cock. The boy smiled and then licked his lips when he saw the man
cock. They took each other dicks in hand. The man using his left and the
boy his right. They pumped away and both started breathing heavy. The boy
snorted and grunted as panted and shot. So did the man. The man ate the
boys spunk. The boy ate the mans spunk. They kissed and cuddled before
strolling back to the tents. 


Mum and dad were reading. They asked where they had been. The boy was sure
they saw him blush. The man said he was going to the pub for his tea
later. The dad thought it a good idea and asked if they could join him. The
boys smile beamed. They man and the boy had a beer. The mum and dad were
asleep again. The man got some lube and they wandered off again. 


They walked off the site and down the road to the woods. They found s quiet
clearing. The boy stripped.  The man stripped. The two were rock
hard. The man dropped to his knees and sucked in the boys cock. The boy
moaned with pleasure. He bucked his hips. The man held the boys arse. The
boy grunted. Bucked. Shot his cream into the mans throat. The man did not
miss one swimming sperm.


The boy just said "fuck me". The man got the boy doggy. He had sachets of
lube. He lubed the boy. One finger. Two fingers. Three. The boy grunted
with pleasure. The man pulled them out. He lined his cock up and rammed it
in. The boy gasped. Then started to use his arse muscles to work the mans
cock. The man had no chance. This kid was experienced and loving it. He was
bucking back as the bloke bucked in. It was a ride of life. The boy
squeezed his arse tight and the man growled as he shot his load up the boys
chute. They collapsed on the floor. The man pulled out. The boy licked and
sucked the cock clean. They tidied up and returned to the campsite. 


They ate together as planned that night and managed a wank together in the
morning. They struck camp and off they went. Man and boy happy and sad at
the same time. Would they ever meet again.