Date: Wed, 10 Jun 2015 10:15:59 +0100
From: Liam Cookson <cookieboi71@yahoo.com>
Subject: the boy and The Man 28

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Hi Folks.


Hope I find you well. Here is the next chapter of the group of, what up to
now going to be around 50 short stories.


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the boy and The Man 28.


The man had been looking at the boy over several weeks. He was always stood
on the corner. A car would arrive and would and the boy would get in. The
man looked like the boy. The boy looked like that man. Dad and
son. Probably not living together anymore. Wednesday dad night. Every time
the man picked him up the mans heart sank. He wanted to be with the boy. He
was cute.


What would he be. 13. Tops. Probably 12. Short dark hair. Today wearing his
school uniform. That perfect clean face. Not a blemish. That lovely
mouth. He wanted to kiss it. He wanted to push his now hard cock past those
lips and over the tongue on to the back of his throat. Make the boy
gag. The boy took his phone from his grey school pants. Spoke a few words
and shrugged as he put it away. He looked around and went and sat on a
bench. The man took a deep breath and went and sat opposite him.


The boy smiled and scrunched his nose up as he sucked his top lip. The man
noticed a few freckles on the boys nose. Lovely. His eyes though looked
sad. The man wanted him. The boy was vulnerable. The man excited. He spoke
to him. The boy lived with mum and her new boyfriend. Saw his dad once a
week. Car had broke down. Wouldn't be able to make it. Mum and boyfriend
not in until about 9pm when his dad would drop him off. No keys. The man
offered to take him to the KFC. The boy refused. The man shrugged and
walked of in the direction of the fast food chicken shop. He turned. The
boy looked at him. He beckoned the boy to join him. The boy looked round
took a deep breath and followed.


They ate and chatted about bits. Football. He supported
Liverpool. School. He went to Steadman High. The man knew that from his
uniform. He knew all the school uniforms. The boy liked cricket, golf and
American football. The man liked the boy. Wanted to fuck him. He was
desperate. The boy was old enough to know what the score was here. They
finished and were stood together outside.


The man spoke. Told the boy he'd suck his cock if he'd let him lick his
arse. The bot swallowed hard. He made a look of disgust on his face. The
man walked off towards the boarded up pub. The boy again looked round. He
was scared. He was excited. He bit on his top lip as he took a deep breath
and followed.


The man was in the outhouse. He could see him through the broken
windows. He walked in. The man was wanking. The boy closed his eyes and he
started shaking. With fear. With excitement. He opened his eyes as the man
pushed him back to the bench. The man kneeled. He undid the boys grey
school trousers and pulled them and his damp white y-fronts down to his
knees. The boy whimpered slightly.


The man stood. He kissed the boy on the forehead a went to kiss his
luscious lips. The boy turned his head. The man put his hand on the boys
cheek and turned his head back. Kissed. Made out. Pushed his tongue in. The
boy grunted through his nose. The tension dropped from the boy. The man got
back on his knees.


He peeled the boys foreskin back over his, what 8 centimetre cock. He
kissed, sniffed and blew air across it. The boy gasped and his knees
shook. The man looked up at him. The boy nodded. The man swallowed the cock
until he was at the base. He played with his balls. The boy had not wanked
for over 24 hours. He banged his fists on the bench and shot his load into
the mans mouth. The man showed his jiz to him. Swallowed a bit then stood
and snowballed with the boy feeding him his own cum. He roughly turned the
boy round as he dropped his own pants. He was painfully hard.


He told the boy he needed to fuck him. The boy shook his head. The man
started to lick the boys arse crack. He stuck his tongue in the kids
hole. The boy gasped and his cock went rock hard again. The man wet his
finger and pushed it in. The boy cried out then started whimpering as the
man found his prostate.


The boy was shaking. Leaning over the bench. His legs as wide as his pants
round his ankles would allow. The man fumbled in his pocket and found
sachets of lube. The boy was looking over his shoulder his eyes wide and
glazed over as the man rubbed his boy button. He pulled his finger out. The
boy shook his head, he pleaded for it to be put back in. The man lubed his
cock and lined it up. Slowly he pushed it in to the now desperate and
pleading kiddie.


It all went in. Up to the hilt. Balls deep. He let the boy get his breath
and used to the cock filling his cunt. Then the man grabbed his hips and
banged him hard and fast. The boy groaned and moaned with a mix of pleasure
and pain. He was close. His cock twitched and his arse clamped down. The
man and boy shot cum together.


The man grabbed his phone and told the boy to look over his shoulder and
look at it. 6 photos for insurance. The boys face all red and cum and
juices dripping down his legs.


The man pulled his pants up and left. He knew the boy would be back for
more.