Date: Fri, 20 Mar 2015 19:38:13 +0000
From: Liam Cookson <cookieboi71@yahoo.com>
Subject: the boy and The Man 6

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Hi Folks.


Hope I find you well. Here is chapter 5 of a group of, what up to now close
on 30 short stories.  I still hope to publish them every few days.


Don't forget if its illegal where you live maybe you should not be here. If
your under age. Well I aint going to stop you now you've got this far. Just
be careful.


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Now Enjoy!!!!!!


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the boy and The Man 6.


The man knew he had to be careful but it was the school easter holidays. He
was also off work and in the Town Centre. He saw the blond boy with a
mate. The boy raised an eyebrow and was obviously interested in going
somewhere for sex. The man decided to leave him frustrated. He made his way
to the library. Plenty of boys there.


The boy was playing a game in the Game Zone. All alone. The boy had dark
hair, stunning grey eyes and a face so cute it hurt the man. Possibly 11 at
the outside, could be 10. The man sat at a monitor and signed on. How long
would the boy be around. Where would he go later. Was he with
someone. Would he be picked up. Was it worth hanging around to see all the
ifs and whats.


So what it was only eleven he had all the time in the world. The man would
check him out. The more he looked at the boy, the more the man wanted
him. Wanted to fuck him. Not fucked a boy in a few weeks. Needed one. The
blond boy and bus 38 as he called the other two would do anything for
him. He had the photos. Just had to find them. He wanted the younger
boy. Library boy. The man wanted to fuck library boy.


The man knew there would be lots of cctv around. Fuck oh to have been born
earlier. When he was a boy it was easy to get picked up. Toilets, the park,
the swimming pool or baths as they called it back then. Twelve and as much
cock as he wanted. The man sighed. Audibly. People looked at him. He looked
over the boy had gone. Shit.


He signed off the terminal. Outside. No sign of library boy. He went to the
shopping arcade. Plenty of chicken around. Bide your time the man said to
himself. After the scare in the pub. Bide your time.


In the poundshop a gorgeous boy. He looked at the boy. The boy looked at
him. About 14. The boy mouthed "fuck off perv" and started talking to a
girl about his age. He cuddled the girl. The man laughed. The boy
giggled. The girl looked confused. Should have waited for blond boy. The
man was hard. The man was thirsty. He went for a pint.


In the pub there was just one bloke. Sat at the bar chatting to the
barmaid. An old girl in her seventies maybe. The landlords mother it turned
out. He got a pint of fosters and sat by the window where he could watch
the world go by. Hopefully sexy boys.


The man drank his pint and said his farewell and went to the canal. A boy
fishing. All alone. He sat on a bench behind him. The boy caught a perch
and roach in quick succession and then packed his gear up. The man walked
towards him. Just the man and the boy. He asked him a few fishing
questions. The boy answered. He rubbed his crotch without thinking and saw
the boy swallow hard. The man took a deep breath. He put his hand in the
small of the boys back and led him to the trees and bushes. He was
desperate to fuck a boy but decided just to blow him.


He pushed the boy to the floor and on to his back. The man pulled the boys
trackies and dirty undies to his knees and wanked him furiously. Thd boy
shook. The boy shook all over as he was taken to a dry orgasm. He looked
13. Late cummer the man thought.


He bent down and took the thin small penis into his mouth. He sucked as the
boy begged him to stop. He enjoyed the wank. The man knew that from his
face. From his movements. Now though it as too sensitive. The man continued
though. The boy groaned a gutteral sound and bucked into the air. His
little cock spasmed in the mans mouth and he dried again.


The man kissed him. The boy kissed back. Wow a first for a while the man
thought. A few photos and he left the gasping boy to got himself dressed
and home.