Date: Sun, 17 May 2015 12:04:56 +0100 From: Liam Cookson Subject: The Boy and The Man 24 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. 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. I'm just starting to work through the dozens of emails I have received! Contact me at cookieboi71@yahoo.com Now Enjoy!!!!!! ******************** The Boy and The Man 24. The man didn't like paying boys for sex but the boy was cute. Around 13 he thought. 14 in fact. The boy was sat on the sink in the toilets when the man had been to pay a cheque in to the bank. He went out and back in a few times. The boy was either in there or around the small shopping area. Eventually the boy pointed to his cock and asked if he wanted it for a tenner. They went into a cubicle. The man tried to kiss the boy but he refused. Point blank. No kissing. The man sucked his cock. He'd cum twice already but the taste and the dribble he got was good. The next day he agreed to meet the boy behind the church but he did not show. The next time he saw him was a few Saturdays later coming out of shopping arcade and going for a bus which he got on. The boy showed the man his dick after checking no one would see him. He opened the sliding window and told the man to meet him the following day by the lock on the canal. Again he never showed. A while later the man was in town. He saw the boy who beckoned him to follow him up a narrow passageway. He was behind a closed down shop. The man sucked him off for a tenner. This time not a bad load. It was early morning. A fortnight later they were about to start when they heard footsteps. The man took flight and went home. However that afternoon the man saw the boy on his bike. He was in his car. He parked up and went back. The boy went into the graveyard. Into the trees. The man followed. He sucked him off then pleaded almost with the boy to let him kiss him. He gave him another fiver. The boy kissed well. Next time was a Friday. He saw the boy making his way to the toilet. They went to the multi storey car park. The boy let the man watch him piss. The man sucked him to a dry climax. He'd cum before. They kissed and the boy felt the man up. It was several weeks before they met again. The boy was leaning on a wall between two shops near the toilets. They went to the car park again. The boy couldn't cum. He offered the man a jar of cum the following day. Free. The man took him up on it. Again he tried to suck the boy off but nothing. He rimmed and kissed him for a bit. The man warmed the cum up when he got home and drank it. Nectar. Several weeks passed before the man saw the boy again. In school uniform. They went in some woods. The man sucked the boy off. They kissed and the man tried to finger the boy but he would not let him. He rimmed him instead. That was the last time he saw the boy. Some graffiti in the toilets suggested he had moved to Bournemouth. A lot of men would be very unhappy.