The Giant in a Small City Chapter 2
The Giant In A Small City, Chapter 2 by Jackson Man
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content notice : Human-giant relations, anon, consensual slapping/hair pulling.
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This chapter is from Nathaniel’s point of view.
“Um can you tell me what combo 4 is…” A teen said while staring down at his phone.
I felt sweat coming down my brow. “Egg and cheese on a bagel.” There were four people behind him.
“It’s vegan, right?” His hair dripped with pool water into the counter.
Bryan conversed with someone as he served them coffee. He caught me and smiled at me.
“It’s not,” I said. Another person entered the line.
“Oh um then can I uh, know what’s on combo 7 -“
“For fuck’s sake, just order something!” Someone yelled behind him. My neck hurt from looking down. Meanwhile, Bryan was too tiny he barely made it above the display case.
“Alright alright jeez, can I get a combo 3-“
“It’s not vegan either,” I said before clearing my throat. I tapped my fingers on the counter. The kid looked up from his phone and realized for the first time I was a giant.
“... that’s okay.” His eyes widened.
“Thank God!” A woman who just entered the line said. I flexed my muscles and clapped.
“Alright kid, a combo 3 coming right up!” I roared and heard Bryan laugh beside me. My finger went down on tiny register… and it pressed three buttons at once. “Sorry, give me one second-”
“God fucking damn it!” The woman from the line yelled.
“It’s alright, bud,” Bryan touched my belly before stepping in front of me. He fixed, made, and warmed the order.
I checked the clock. It wasn’t even past one.
“Next one on line…”
Dusk came and people started pouring out by the dozens. In no time Christian had closed and locked the cafe, the saunas, and the pool area.
I walked into the locker room completely defeated. The smell of coffee was impregnated in my uniform.
I opened my locker mindlessly. My work bag needed to be washed. The smell of burnt coffee came with the wind as I sat on the bench to start taking off my shoes.
Bryan entered and called my name. I waved at him weakly. We hadn’t been alone together since what happened last night.
He sat behind me and pressed his back against me nonchalantly. At first I felt him move to take off his shoes, but then he became quiet.
He felt almost weightless when her rested on my back.
“We’re just friends, right?” His voice echoed for a second before dying.
“Yeah, of course, dude,” I massaged my neck. I could fee him breathing. I took my shoes off and they hit the floor hard.
He got up. His locker door creaked when he opened it. I stood up.
“Just making sure we’re on the same page.” Cocky bastard.
“Trying to convince yourself?” I huffed unbuckled my pants.
“I know what effects I can have -” He started laughing. “Sorry… But for real I just -”
“I’m good if you’re good.” I turned around slightly and saw that he took off his work hat. His hair was newly buzz-cut. He looked good.
“Your new haircut makes you look assertive, friend.” I said while he ran a short brush on his buzz-cut hair while looking at his phone screen.
“Thanks, friend,” he mocked me after chuckling.
Bryan was 5’3 with boots on, barely more than 130 pounds soaking wet.
His buzz cut aged him down and he reminded me of an infantry cadet. His shoulders were wide, and his back was muscular from swimming.
He checked his phone again before applying deodorant. My uniform pants fell on the floor.
“Waiting for a call or something?” I asked as he applied cologne to his hairless torso. His collarbones were very sharp, his jaw was narrow. He rolled his eyes at me while smiling.
“None of your business, friend,” he says as I begin pulling my shirt up. He checks his phone again. My vision runs green.
I tried pulling my shirt over my head but it wouldn’t budge. I tried harder but heard something ripped. Bryan was silent – I looked around but saw green, the color of the uniform. “Bryan?”
I hear a camera shuttle go off, then he burst into laughing.
“Sorry, I was just taking a picture, friend.” He made a funny dumb-voice when saying ‘friend’.
“Oh. Well. Can you help me -” I turned around and bumped into the lockers. He laughed. My cheeks ran warm.
“You need to squat down, I can’t reach you.”
I stopped moving and felt his fingers brush against my torso. They tickled me so I pulled back and hit the lockers again.
“You ticklish, you big baby?” I laughed as he placed his fingers on my chest again lightly. He started turning me around until I faced him. I had to fight to stop from bursting into a laugh. “Nice and easy, see?”
He tapped me slightly on my bicep. I kneeled and a faint outline of his head appeared admits the green.
“This is juvenile,” I said and he chuckled.
My mint deodorant filled the room as I began sweating. I could feel his warmth and smell his cologne. His fingers tickled me again as he climbs up my hands to get inside the shirt.
He pressed his bare torso against the shirt to get closer. His body was warm. His fingers touched my hair as he began pulling the shirt; I pushed away.
The shirt came out without a hassle. On his way out Bryan hit my nose.
I moved hair off my eyes and looked at him. His face was closed to mine. He held his stretched shirt above his head. I wanted to reach out but he moved away.
“I still get amazed when I remember how silly big you are...” he held my shirt against his bare torso. I smiled as I massaged my nose. “… As a friend, of course.”
We were at eye level and from this angle I could see that he needed shaving. His face was blushed.
“Thanks, friend,” I said as I stood up. I finally was as naked as he was. A silence fell upon the room.
He buckled his jeans and sat down to put on shoes. I noticed he had new shoes, instead of his old sneakers. I started putting on shorts when he called my name.
I turned to face him and saw him on the same row as mine. He grabbed my thighs and pulled me closer to him. I felt surprised and blushed for some reason. His skin felt warm and cozy.
He pressed his face against my boxer briefs while I caressed the back of his head. He breathed me in.
“Why do we gotta be just friends, Bryan?” I said as his hair massaged my thumb. His head was tiny on my palm.
His phone rang. He let it rang for a while then go to voicemail. His face kept resting on my thigh. I whispered his name and his phone rings again.
He picked it up on the first ring.
“My date’s outside, Nathan,” Bryan says after he hung up.
We dress in silence. He wore new pair of jeans and a nice shirt. We walked out together and I waved at a blond man waiting for him. He locked the main entrance and we parted ways.
“MajorasMasc was online 10 minutes ago”.
It was one past midnight on a Friday night. I sat in my bed while he washed his hands in my restroom.
We’d been chatting for a few days and I got the gut to invite him over after a few beers.
I dimmed the light and dried my sweaty hands with my knees. I could barely feel the A/C in the room. Were a tank top and shorts too casual? I felt juvenile for being nervous. The beers got to me.
“You from Orange County, big guy?” He said as he exited my restroom. He wore a gauze shirt with its sleeves rolled up.
“… Yes, I am – Do you have family there?” I chuckled with surprise. He looked better than his pictures. His forearms were wide and muscular.
“I’ve had um, exes from that area,” He laughed as he reached for a beer. He had peppered black hair and square fashionable glasses. “Beautiful land.”
He opened the bottle and handed it to me. He sat down next to me and kicked off his shoes. I relaxed and stretched my shoulders. He handed me an opened beer and winked. It was sweet, like Bryan’s, so I finished mine in a gulp.
In no times our hands were on the other. He kissed me slowly and I began opening his shirt until I could sneak a hand inside. His whole torso was hairy.
His pecs were a lot heavier than they looked. His hands moved up and down my torso and he pinched my nipples. He whispered in my earbeg asking me to punch his pecs and yank his chest hair.
He looked at me while I teased his chest. His eyes were big and a deep shade of brown. I was confused at first but decided to go for it. His hair felt like a carpet under my palm.
I felt his grip harden on my chest so I yanked at his chest hair. He moaned in pleasure before I let go. His breathing was heavy. I slapped his right pec slightly and he asked me to do it harder.
There’s something about a guy asking you to hit him. I slapped his left pec with force and saw that I left a marked. He leaned in to kiss me harder. His tongue brushed with mine and he tasted like mint refresher.
His hands tickled as they wandered under my shorts. My cock harden as he began groping and pushing against me.
I pulled away from he and he showed me his crotch. It was shaven and smooth – a drastic difference from the rest of his body. He unbuttoned his shorts and dropped them.
“Blow me, big guy,” He said as he started taking off his shirt.
I stood up.
His physique reminded me of a retired P.E. Teacher. A heavy treasure trail traveled don his small beer belly. He flexed his large biceps as he put his hands behind his head. I wanted to kiss his hairy armpits.
His cock was thick. It fell on his belly and the head was shiny with precum. He handed me a shirt to lay on the floor.
I kneeled in front of him.
My hands ran through his pumped biceps, then moved down to his pecs. He was a large man, being 6’2, but even his body felt small on my palms.
I rubbed both his nipples before sucking on his right one. His chest hair felt good against my smooth face. We both began to sweat.
He held my head against his body and flexed his arm. I felt pressure building on my face as I sucked on his nipple.
He released me and my face ran hot. I inhaled deeply and he raised his bicep.
Something drew me to his armpit and I began licking him. He had an effect on me.
"You’re submissive for a big guy," He said and I nodded while looking at him. His hair brushed against my tongue – I liked that. He smiled at me mischievously before pushing my head towards his crotch.
He drank from his beer as I began teasing his thighs with kisses. He jerked himself off and adjusted so his balls hit my nose.
They were smooth against my face. He pulled them down together and pushed them against my lip. He held me by the hair and pulled me back. I opened my mouth and both went inside.
I burrowed my face inside his crotch and he pushed down on me. I licked both his balls until my face felt heavy again and he released me.
I felt sweat collecting on my hairline. My shorts felt uncomfortably tight as my cock had hardened.
He looked at me mischievously so I pulled on his chest hair and he moaned. I winked at him.
I placed his cock against my mouth. He was uncut so I pushed my tongue inside his foreskin. His eyes were closed and his mouth half-open. It let out small moans now and then.
His hands felt nice against the back of my head. He played with my hair as I teased him. I started going down and got it halfway down before my jaw tensed up.
He held me inside long enough for me to run out of air and start coughing. He released me but the coughs kept coming.
“You like sucking cock, don’t you?” he said while tears ran out of my eyes. I nodded while eyeing his cock -I needed him down my throat again. “Gag on my cock.”
His head phone a way inside my mouth. Slowly I made my way downwards until he was thickest. I jerked him slowly while I let my jaw relax.
He started thrusting with half his cock inside me. He kept playing with my hair.
His legs kept tensing up as he half-fucked my mouth.
I took a deep breath and swallowed the rest of his cock without breaking a sweat. He moaned loudly and started thrusting right away.
My face ran red as he fucked the back of my throat. My throat opened and he slid further down. His whole crotch was on my face. He smelled Old Spice and musk.
Tears gathered on the corner of my eyes as he kept fucking me. His balls hit my chin. His legs went over my shoulder and he pushed down further.
Saliva and precum fell out of the corner of my mouth as he pulled out. His cock was so wet it shined in the dim room.
He held me by the jaw and pushed my head up. With his other hand he pushed on my Adam’s apple. He was measuring how deep he got.
I pulled down my shorts and felt my underwear moist. I fished my cock out and started playing with it.
His cock slapped my face playfully. I continued jerking myself when he slapped me again, hard enough to leave a heat mark. I dropped my cock and he called me a good boy.
He pushed me away from me before standing up. I leaned in to suck his dick but he playfully pushed me away. I felt confused until he turned around.
He laid in all four on my bed. His rested his face on one of my pillows as he elevated his ass.
I stood up and the room spun. I grabbed his ass and he was silky smooth. He had a boxer brief tan line.
My thumb entered his hole with ease. I fucked him with it as I placed a pillow under his belly. His cock was still hard.
I walked closer to him until the head of my dick pressed against his hole. The precum made my dick slide around his hole before going in.
“Fuck…”
Suddenly my body felt too heavy for my legs. He was warm and tight, yet flexible. I placed both my hands on his back and I fell into him slowly.
He moaned once my cock got half-way in. I stopped myself to let him rest. For a second I smelled Bryan’s cologne. He began riding me with his eyes closed.
I leaned more into him until my whole body was above him. My bed sheet felt moist on my hand as I supported myself. I thrust again with weight and he grunted.
He bit on his lip as to not scream. His hand grabbed my arm and he held me tight.
I pulled my whole dick out and stared at his gaping hole. I spat at it before inserting it all the way in. He yelped lowly but felt more loose. When he let go of my arm I saw that he left a mark.
I put my palm on his face and pushed against it as I fucked him. His scruff brushed against me and his hole seemed to tightened. His moans turned into yelps and I felt his weathered hands against my thighs.
I kissed his back before pulling out. I reached under his body to fix the pillow and found him hard and leaking. I jerked him a bit while I spat on his hole.
He got up and kissed me eagerly and more relaxed than before. I turned my head slightly and felt his tongue inside my mouth. He made me chase him until he leaned back – and pushed me away.
I felt confused until he winked at me before laying on his back.
“You sure know how to fuck, big man,” He said as he pulled me towards his hole.
I thrust and fell into him. His hairy body felt electric against mine. I felt his hand on my nipples before he pinched me. I groaned and looked at him – he pinched me again. He gave me a cocksure smile and punched my chest.
“What are you gonna do about it?” He said sultry. His punches were light and playful. I tried to hold his arms but he fought back with a smirk.
His forearms felt like twigs under my hands as I held him down. I leaned back and he moaned when his ass was emptied. I shoved myself back in as I drilled him open. Our bodies clapped when they touched.
The bed frame started grinding against the floor. Even he failed at containing his moans. When biting his lips failed I pulled my hand over his mouth. He started licking on my index fingers as he gripped the bed sheet to brace himself.
“I’m close,” I said whispered at him. My pecs felt warm from his punches, my legs felt tired. His legs wrapped against me and held me close when I tried to pull away. He looked at me with a sorry-not-sorry stare as he moaned with my fingers still on his mouth.
My toes curled as I came inside him. I fell on top of him as I finished inside.
Sweat drops fell from my face into the bed sheet. His whole body was soaked in sweat and so was mine. I kept fucking him as I pulled myself off him.
His cock had remained hard the whole time and he looked ready to burst. I used his own saliva as lube as I jerked him off.
He looked at me with glazed eyes and a half-open mouth.
With my free hand I started yanking his hair by the handful before releasing him. I kissed up and down his calf, then moved to his thighs, then his crotch.
The second my mouth wrapped on his cock he forced himself up my mouth. With his thighs he pressed my head closer to his crotch. He thrust slowly inside me.
He thrust one final time down my throat and held me out of breath. He growled in pleasure.
His seed was heavy down my throat. I tasted him again as he pulled his cock out my mouth.
I went to join him next to the bed. His eyebrows were completely messed up and his brown eyes were teary. He slapped me in the face playfully.
He stood up and finished his beer bottle. I sat up and offered him some towels.
I laid on my bed after cleaning up. I was half hoping he’d laid back down with me until I heard him shuffling things to find his glasses.
“Some ‘Bryan’ called you an hour ago,” He said as he threw me my phone. He had phone his glasses, too. “Missed booty call?”
I laughed and shrugged. “Should I call him back- "
The man's laugh was hoarse. He shook his head before looking at me with puppy eyes. “He probably called someone else already, big guy.”
We talked some more before he left. He told me he had a lot of fun. He wished me good night. I asked him to get home safe. He gave me a tight hug as I saw him off by my door wearing nothing.
The elevator arrive; I locked the door.
Before drifting off to sleep I took a look at my phone. 2:40am. Bryan called me at 1:13am.
I wondered how his date went.
I could still taste the man’s cum down in my mouth. I still didn’t know how name.