Date: Mon, 27 Apr 2015 12:34:22 +0100 From: Liam Cookson Subject: the boy and The Man 19 Disclaimer. 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 from the number of emails I am getting. Yes?  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.  It is not cheap running sites like this so please consider making a donation. Just follow the link. donate.nifty.org/donate.html   If your new to these stories, it would be interesting to know what you think of the stories and the concept. Good or bad. I'll reply to all emails I get. Just let me know. Contact me at cookieboi71@yahoo.com  Now Enjoy!!!!!! ******************** 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.