Date: Thu, 30 Apr 2015 11:06:23 +0100
From: Liam Cookson <cookieboi71@yahoo.com>
Subject: the man and The Boy 21

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Hi Folks.


Hope I find you well. Here is the next chapter of the group of, what up to
now over 30 short stories.


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the boy and The Man 21


The man decided to go into the city centre. He needed a change. Saturday
and plenty of boys woukd be around even though it was a cool November early
afternoon. He walked around and followed a boy about 14 who was alone for a
while. The boy took a call on his mobile and a few minutes later was joined
by some friends. He wandered off.


He followed a boy who was with his mum for a while. The boy looked over his
shoulder once or twice. The man thought maybe a bit of interest though no
chance of getting it on with the boy. The boy though said to his mum "that
man has been following us for ages". The man walked into a newsagents and
bought some mints.


Plenty of wank material around but he was now beyond that. Needed boy
flesh. Needed at least boy cock to suck or to be able to shove his knob in
a boys hot, wet, soft, sweet mouth. He had a hot dog from a street van and
continued his trawl. Plenty of boys. None alone. One or two seemed
interested in his looking at them though.


He was by the NHS walk in centre. The boy stood outside was gorgeous. 13 or
so and was stood, ever so provocatively against the wall. Hands behind his
back and left foot flat against the wall. The man was aroused. He walked
past the boy. Once, twice, three times at least. The boy noticed him. The
man got that feeling yet again. Excited and at the same time nervous. He
walked to the top of the street and turned left.


He was looking in the camping shop window when he noticed the boy behind
him in the glass reflection. The boy asked why the man was looking at
him. The man said nothing. The boy asked again. The man was nervous as
there were a lot of people around so walked off. The boy shook his head.
The man made his way into a shopping centre and blended in with the crowd.
He went to the toilet and sat there shaking. Composed a few minutes later
he went to the bus station. The boy is in one of the shelters with a
bloke. The boy sees him and says something to the bloke. He near shit
himself, turned and went back to the shopping centre.


The was going up the escalator when he saw the bloke run into a shoe
shop. He tapped a woman on the shoulder who was serving a customer. The
bloke pointed at the man. The woman frowned. The man started to shake as he
made his way into the market. Into the crowds. Through the market and to a
bus stop and the first bus that came in. He sat upstairs alone and shaky.
He changed buses and went to a pub near home. A drink was needed to help
with his shattered nerves.