Date: Fri, 20 Mar 2015 19:38:13 +0000 From: Liam Cookson Subject: the boy and The Man 6 Disclaimer. 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. It is not cheap running sites like this so please consider making a donation. Just follow the links. 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 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.