Date: Thu, 30 Apr 2015 11:06:23 +0100 From: Liam Cookson Subject: the man and The Boy 21 Disclaimer. Hi Folks. Hope I find you well. Here is the next chapter of the group of, what up to now over 30 short stories. 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 links. link. donate.nifty.org/donate.html If you like them if your new to them or have read the others, 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 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.