Date: Tue, 31 Mar 2015 19:04:24 +0100
From: Liam Cookson <cookieboi71@yahoo.com>
Subject: the boy and The Man 8

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Hi Folks.


Hope I find you well. Here is chapter 8 of a group of, what up to now close
on 30 short stories.  I still hope to publish them every few days.


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your under age. Well I aint going to stop you now you've got this far. Just
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who I've not replied to by the end of the weekend. Busy at work folks!!!!


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Now Enjoy!!!!!!


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the boy and The Man 8.


The man had seen the boy before around town. Dirty blond haìr and about
13. He'd finished work early to go the dentist. A clean bill of health and
a few pints later he was chicken hunting. The man thought the boy was hot
not cute. He followed the boy for a while, not sure if he noticed. The boy
went behind a now closed DIY warehouse. He took cigarettes and lighter out
of his pocket. The man saw this as too good a chance to miss. He walked up
behind the boy and tapped him on the shoulder.


The boy nigh on shat himself. The man told him to do as he said and nothing
would happen. He showed him his phone with a picture of him about to light
up. Cigarette in mouth, lighter lit.  The man told the boy to be good or
he'd be in big shit. The boy teared up a bit. His dad was strict and would
batter him if he knew he smoked. One of the reasons he did was because it
calmed him a bit before going home.


The man led him down a passage with his hands on the boys shoulders then
told him to drop his pants. The boy hesitated. The man shook his head. The
boy did as he was told. Pants and undies round his ankles. The man spun him
round and lightly slapped his arse. Hands up against the wall. Feet kicked
wide apart. No lube so spit would have to do here.


The man knelt down and licked the boys crack. His cock stiffened
slightly. The man fingered the crack and then placed it on his hole. The
boy cried as the man pushed his finger in. All the way. The boy started to
whimper. The man liked it. He found the boys prostate and rubbed the
nub. The boy gasped and shuddered. He was nigh on dancing on the spot. His
breathing was all over the place. He was gasping for air. His cock went
rock hard. The boy was clueless to what was happening. He'd only ever
wanked once before. Cum on his bed sheets and his dad belted him for it.


The boys cock twitched and shot. He was panting as the man removed his
finger and spat into his hole. The man stood and stroked the boys baby
smooth cheeks, then pushed his cock into the boys virgin hole his hand over
the boys mouth. The boy shook his head, he rolled his head. His tongue
lolled out of his mouth and his nostrils flared. The boys cock swelled his
eyes watered. The man took the boys hips and banged him hard. Long and
slow. Short and fast. Five minutes pumping and then he exploded his load in
him.


He pulled out and cleaned his knob on the boys arse and thighs. Cum
dribbled down the lads legs. The man put his cock away fondled the boy arse
for a minute and then told him he'd see him around. The boy pulled his
pants up and limped home.