Date: Sun, 24 Aug 2008 08:37:32 -0700 (PDT)
From: susan Bones <lordvoldermet@yahoo.com>
Subject: Timmy Gulliver part 1

Timmy Gulliver is a beautiful 11 year-old boy. He stands 4'9, with medium
length dark blonde hair, and soft, fair skin. He has a slim, yet solid
figure and a sweet firm young ass, he is nearly hairless around his groin
area, and he has greenish, nearly cat like eyes. He is on the soccer,
gymnastics, and swimming teams back home. As Timmy lay on the sandy beach,
he is completely naked for some reason, and he doesn't know why.

Timmy is shipwrecked on Brobdingnag Timmy awoke and slowly opened his
eyes. "Yipes! Cold!" he exclaimed as a wave rolled in just far enough to
reach his backside. He scrambled away and stood up. The wet sand made him
very itchy. He brushed off his rear, and when most of the sand was off, the
11 year old realized some that some had crept in-between his cheeks. He
spread them apart and ran his left hand along the crack. Besides cleaning
the irritant, Timmy felt really good doing it. He moaned slightly.

"Enough of that, for now" he scolded himself "Need clothes, I can't exactly
walk around naked all day" Slightly panicked at the thought, Timmy quickly
spun around. It was only a little after dawn so no one was around that he
could see. There was a boardwalk in the distance; he just hoped he could
avoid people until he found some clothes. He was proud of the way his 5
inch cock drew boys', and men's stares.

So far, though Timmy had only let three boys touch him. The first boy had
snuck his hand down his pants in a movie theater last year and squeezed him
a couple of times. After that, for some reason, the boy avoided him. Just
last week, an older boy, nearly 15 took him to a party.

"Gee Mike," he complained, "There's only one seat left"

Stroking his arm, Mike replied, "We can still both sit, Timmy," he said

"How?" he asked. Timmy had worn tight button down jeans and left two
buttons open. He knew why Mike wasn't looking at his face. He was surprised
when he sat down first.

Mike held his wrist and pulled him around "Trust me, Timmy," he said. Then
he placed his hands on his hips and spun him around until he was facing
away.

"What're you doing, Mikey?" he asked. Then he felt a sudden tug and he
landed in his lap.

With his left hand rubbing Timmy's and his right on, his tummy Mike
replied, "Well, we're both sitting aren't we?"

"Yeah" he replied "But what--?" Timmy's question was interrupted by a
kiss. Timmy moved when he felt something pressing into his ass, but it
seemed to follow. So, he just wiggled until he was comfortable. Once
settled he realized that two more of his buttons had been opened and Mike's
fingers were brushing the fabric of his unndies. It was a shock and a
thrill when two of his fingers brushed his cock. "Ahh!" Timmy gasped.

"I didn't hurt you, did I?" Mike asked

"Ohh...no" sighed Timmy "I...it felt...good. Do it again"

Mike cupped his nuts and squeezed it, and then he tweaked the cock head
again and pressed it in with his forefinger.

"Ahh!" Timmy gasped again "Wow, I never...felt...that before"

Mike pulled his face from his and whispered, "It would feel better if you
took your unndies off"

"Uhh...I'm not sure" he replied hesitantly

Mike kissed his lips softly and asked, "Do you trust me?"

"Well, sure" he replied. More than a little nervous he undid the next two
buttons of his jeans and slid them off. It was the first time someone else
was seeing them since he needed a cup.

This time it was Mike's turn to gasp "Wow!" he whispered "They're just
incredible" His hand paused just above Timmy's nuts, he licked his lips and
asked "Uhh...c-c-can I?"

He nodded. But, just as Timmy felt his fingers gently move onto his bare
nuts light exploded into the room "Aww DAMMIT!" he exclaimed, "Mike, I'm
going away tomorrow. Here's my number. Call me next Friday!" and with that
he ran.

Suddenly, Timmy was back on the beach, reliving that memory he had begun to
rub his nuts together. He was just about to touch one of his marbles when
heard a cracking sound. Timmy froze. Then, in the early morning sun, a
shadow moved over him. He did her best to cover his nuts with one arm, not
very successfully and he tucked one hand between his legs and turned. With
no reason to suspect otherwise, he assumed he would see someone his size "I
think I'm shipwrecked" he said "Please..."

When he turned, Timmy saw what could only be an ankle. It was higher than
him, but not by much. He looked up, then up more...then still more. The
giant was looking down at him smiling. He was looking up at...  The giant
boy was looking down at Timmy. His mouth was a big, wide O of surprise and
his hands were pressed to his cheeks. "I thought little people were a myth"
he gasped.

"Ahh...err..." Timmy stammered, but nothing else came out. His hand slipped
from his nuts.

"Wow! They're big" the huge boy exclaimed as he started to bend down. "At
least for someone your size" On the Brobdingnagian scale he was slim,
topping out less than 5'6. He was also a late bloomer. His cock only just
poked out the front of his Speedos suit a little. However, he had been told
he had a nice ass. When he knelt and arched her back, one boy said he had
an apple shaped ass. It sounded like a complement. His face was quite
freckled and he had, what he thought, was an unattractive shade of red
hair. Way too bright. But his parents refused to let him dye it.

Timmy was transfixed by the giant boys' gaze. He didn't even notice the
approaching hand. Quite suddenly, the teenage giant sneezed. It was one of
those body-rattling ones and very loud. "Get away from me!!!" Timmy
screamed. He turned and ran. It was the first time the big-nuts boy didn't
like his nuts. Jogging was one thing, but they bounced way too much when he
was running for his life.

A shadow passing over his head made Timmy run harder. He saw what might be
his best hope. Right at the water's edge was a bright yellow, round
object. A lifeboat from the ship, and it was motorized. Timmy made a bad
mistake when he tried to look back while running and fell. He slid across
the wet sand, crashing into the boat. He bounced off the rubbery surface
and somehow ended up flat on his back in the lifeboat. He looked up at the
still dimly lit sky.

The Brobdingnagian boy giggled as he watched the little person bounce and
land in the toy-sized boat. He reached it in five more quick steps and
knelt down beside it "Hi again little boy" he said as he ran a finger
around the circular thing. It shifted in the sand making the doll-sized
boy's nuts jiggle. After running his finger around the boat a second time,
he ran a finger up the little tiny legs and across the tight, flat stomach
and up...up...up

"Hey John can we go back? It's kinda cold out here." his brother shouted.

Rolling his eyes the giant boy pulled his finger away and said "Yeah, sure
Dom, I guess" and looking down, he added "You're coming with me"

Timmy breathed a sigh of relief the huge finger teased him as it ran up his
leg, then he cringed as it slowly traced a line from his bellybutton to
just under his nuts. He felt the huge fingernail brush the bottom of his
right breast as it withdrew. When he heard the boy, he hoped the huge
redhead would just go away. But, his hopes were crushed. The giant boy
pushed the edges together and it formed a pocket that Timmy just rolled
into. "No! Please let me go!" he yelled at the top of his lungs.

"Wha'cha got, John?" Timmy heard the boy ask.

The boat opened slightly, Timmy briefly saw fingers blocking the sky, then
it closed again "Oh, nothing, just a little something I found" he heard the
boy say.

It was kind of like a bag, he thought, but never in his life did he even
think he would be put in one and carried. Timmy bounced around at first,
but as the walk continued he began to get touched through the thin bottom
of the boat. The first time, it wasn't too bad. It was just his arm trapped
between two fingers. Timmy managed to pull free, then although he was
surrounded by the material of the boat, he felt huge fingers wrap around
his body. He felt his ass being rubbed, so he twisted as best he could, but
that led to his balls getting rubbed and poked and squeezed between what
must have been two fingers. Timmy's chest heaved with excitement as his
penis responded by standing up. The coarse material teased him even more.

Timmy suddenly started to tingle between his legs. The new sensation snuck
up on him, and his hips began to move a bit. Timmy didn't quite know what
he was feeling, but he didn't want it to stop. He was terribly frustrated
when it did. The fingers he couldn't see suddenly stopped playing with his
balls. Timmy's hips stopped rocking and his penis shrunk back to normal.

A minute later, Timmy heard the sound of a door opening and closing.

"What've you got there, sweetheart?" a new voice asked, it was female.

"Oh, nothing Mom, just something I picked up at the beach" was the
reply. "Can I go to my room for a bit?"

Timmy now knew that the second voice was the boy that was holding him. The
first voice was the giant boy's mother........... ..."Sure, we are on
vacation" The mother replied.

From Timmy's point of view, the folded up boat swung some then there was an
abrupt bouncing. After it stopped Timmy felt something under him, he
instinctively twisted. But, it wasn't a finger it was a flat surface.

"You OK in there little boy?" the voice of Timmy's capture said.

Timmy punched the wall that was actually the bottom of the boat and yelled
"Let me out of here!!"

"Now that's a good idea!" came an amused reply. The edges of the boat
sprung apart leaving Timmy once again exposed to the view of the giant
boy. "Now, where were we?" he asked "Oh, yeah. I know" and he started
running his finger around the edge of the boat again.

Timmy twisted his head around as the giant finger passed by his head. He
rolled out of the boat and stood up "No...wait...stop" he said
breathlessly. He held his hands out, completely forgetting his
nudity. "Tell me where I am, please."

"Hmm, nice balls" the giant boy said, licking his lips.

Timmy was reminded of the looks he received back home, wherever that
was. He looked down at himself and instantly his arms snapped into the same
places they were when he was on the beach. He glanced from side to side. He
was standing on a huge bed in a huge room. In the distance, he saw a shut
door. He knew he was trapped and totally defenseless. Out of the corner of
his eye, he saw a hand approaching.

Timmy backed away fearfully shaking his head violently "Nonono" he muttered
as if it would make the giant just vanish. Timmy tripped and nearly fell
over a fold in the bedspread. He regained his balance, but just barely by
flailing his arms wildly. This, of course, meant he had exposed himself all
over again.

"Can't seem to keep them covered, can you?" the giant boy asked,
playfully. "They're too big to keep to yourself. You should share
them. Didn't you enjoy it when I was playing with them before?"

Timmy snatched up an edge of the bedspread and managed to cover himself
completely "Err...look" he said nervously, he had no intention of answering
that question "Can you at least tell me your name?" he asked "I heard
something like john"

"That's a nickname" the giant boy replied "My full name is Johndalclitch"
his hand stopped approaching the tiny boy and settled on the bed "What's
yours?"

Timmy blinked in surprise, he knew that name.

"Well, if you're not gonna answer..." Johndalclitch said.

Timmy started as the hand began inching forward "Timmy!" he exclaimed
"Timmy Gulliver!!"

"Really!?!" he exclaimed in surprise "My great great -great great great
-great grandfather wrote a book about a little man he found. He said he was
a great toy! I even read a page from an adult story about how he used to
love bouncing on his penis!"

Timmy took a step back at that. Just what he did NOT need "That's not in
Gulliver's Travels" he said "According to that, it was one of the prince's
friends and he tried to avoid him that. He didn't like him"

"Hmmm" Johndalclitch said, thoughtfully scratching his chin "Guess it
depends on who's writing it"

Timmy relaxed slightly, nodding "You're probably right"

"I think he played with him just like in that story" said Johndalclitch as
he moved his hand from his chin to lay it on the bed. Incidentally it
settled to the left and slightly behind where Timmy stood clutching the bit
of bedspread to his body.

Timmy began to feel uneasy again. He didn't know whether the giant boy had
intentionally put his hands down where he did, or not. But, that didn't
matter. With the edge of the bed behind him and one huge hand on each side
of him Timmy had no way of escaping "Ahh...Johndalclitch" he said "I'd like
to see that book. Do you have a copy here?"

"Never go away without it, I have the original book. It's priceless" the
giant boy said, bragging slightly. He started to get up, then part annoyed
part amused, he asked "You weren't thinking of trying to escape while my
back was turned, were you?"

Timmy just looked up and shrugged, trying to look innocent and surprised at
the question.

"Whatever" Johndaclitch said, rolling his eyes "Actually there is one thing
her book never really explained. he never said exactly what size his little
man was. You can answer that."

Timmy shook his head and said "Well, not really. It was 300 years ago, way
before I was born"

"Well that's OK" was the reply "I'll just measure you. There's always a
tape measure in these beach houses for some reason. Probably the desk. So
come on."

Timmy desperately wrapped herself as tight as he could in his covering "No,
please" he whimpered.

"Hehehe" Johndalclitch giggled. He thrust his hips and legs into the air
and crashed down on the bed.

The effect of the bouncing for Timmy was like a major earthquake. He was
thrown off his feet and he lost his grip on his wrappings. He landed face
down. Timmy braced himself and started to push himself up, but a pair of
fingers on his back stopped him. He stubbornly tried to resist, but as the
pressure increased, his arms collapsed "Ommppph!" he grunted. His legs
kicked a few times, but he was helplessly pinned. He felt the bed wobble a
little. When the giant spoke again, his voice came from very close above
her.

"You've got an incredible ass" Johndalclitch sighed.

Warm air wafted over little Timmy. The teenage giant must have been even
closer than he thought. Timmy turned his head, just barely enough to see,
it was worse than he thought. The huge face was two feet above him. Two of
Timmy's feet, that is...not two Brobdingnagian feet. "W-w-what are y-y-ou
doinggg?" he stuttered, trying to wriggle free.

"It looks sooo niiiice annnd firmmmm" Johndalclitch cooed "I haven't seen
many like it. Do you mind if I touch it?"

Even though he was pinned face down, Timmy shook his head violently and
yelled "NO! NO! NO!"

"I'm glad you don't mind, thanks" Johndalclitch whispered, allowing more
warm air to wash across the sexy little boy. He knew how good it felt when
someone blew across his skin like that. It almost always caused him to
break out in goosebumps.

Timmy banged his head on the bed, angry at himself for falling for the
trick. "That's not what I meant!" he shouted "I don't want my rear-end
touched" he began kicking his feet furiously.

Johndalclitch lifted his head a little "Too late, you already said you
didn't mind" watching the perfectly rounded ass wiggle and shake started to
get him excited. He had to touch it. NOW! "Ok no more kicking" he
sighed. He trapped first one tiny foot and then the other beneath his
thumb.

Timmy knew he couldn't do anything to stop the giant boy from doing
whatever he wanted with him. "Please don't hurt me, johndalclitch" he
pleaded

"I promise I won't and you can call me John, too. johndalclitch takes too
long, sometimes." he said.

Timmy felt the fingers that were on his back gently slide up to his neck
then start their way down again. "HmmmHmmm! Please don't" Timmy whined

"You'll like it, trust me tiny Timmy. I love it when someone fondles
mine. Now, hush, I want to concentrate on enjoying this." He said, and then
the fingers that he had stopped continued their downward movement "Oooh
your skin is sooo smooth" johndalclitch moaned softly. As his fingers moved
past Timmy's waist and over slid down the globes of the tiny boy's ass (one
finger for each cheek) Johndalclitch's heart raced "Ohh it's amazing" he
sighed "I can't describe it"

Timmy tried to move, it was useless "I don't wanna hear about it!" he
complained hotly "It's bad enough having to feel it!"

"I'm not describing to you my tiny boyfriend" Johndalclitch explained "I'm
saying it for the video. I want to have this moment forever. But you can
protest all you like. It adds to the whole effect."

"Urrhh Urrhhh" Timmy struggled and demanded "Get rid of that camera!"

Johndalclitch giggled and replied "Oh I wouldn't trust something as
important as this to one camera. I've got four at different angles." Now,
his hands were roaming all over Timmy's tiny back, from his neck down to
the insides of his knees "Time to take it up a notch. Those little globes
of yours look like marbles, Timmy; I'll have to pinch them a bit."

"Don't even think about it!" Timmy complained. His butt cheeks
instinctively clenched as he felt a giant finger press down on his right
cheek.

Johndalclitch smiled as he poked it. "I have to admit, Timmy, I wasn't
quite right" he said, now drawing a lazy circle around the whole sweet
package. Then putting his thumb at the bottom of one cheek and her
forefinger at the top he gently pinched he shifted his hold around pinching
at as many angles as possible. Then John switched to the other cheek "Isn't
great to have two of them?" he asked repeating the process.

"Planning on stopping soon?" Timmy asked sarcastically.

Johndalclitch shrugged for the sake of a camera "Actually, Timmy, they feel
like these gumballs I get all the time" he said "Just like them, your butt
is hard and firm. I knew it was, just by looking at it. But they have this
coating on the surface that's soft and silky. It gives a bit, until you
feel the hard part."

"Great, whatever" Timmy replied, listlessly. He'd begun to lose track of
time. Maybe this oversexed giant boy' cameras would run out of memory. His
ass was so tired Timmy briefly considered reminding him about his nuts just
for something different "Forget it" he muttered, bleakly "Stupid
idea. He'll get to them soon enough"

Johndalclitch bent down placing his ear near Timmy's face "Did you say
something?" he asked.

"That tickles!" Timmy said, suddenly laughing. He stopped when the giant
lifted his head.

John understood "Oh, must've been my hair. Well, we'll do more on that
later. Probably get better shots with my hair up anyway." he said "So,
Timmy, talking about those gumballs made me wonder what yours taste like"

"NO WAY!" Timmy screeched "I DEFINITELY DO MIND!!!"

Johndalclitch pretended not to hear "Sorry, what?" he asked. He started
down at Timmy's left calf and dragged his tongue slowly up the silkly
little leg. He actually skipped over the delicious looking morsel. Instead,
he pressed the tip of his nose into the crack "Oooh, you precious little
boy" John sighed, inhaling deeply through his nose "Your ass is perfect,
the first time I saw it I wanted to play with it and lick it aaaalll
ooovvvverrr"

"GET WHATEVER THAT IS OUT OF THERE!!!" was Timmy's reaction

Johndalclitch continued rubbing his nose around and breathing deeply
"Oooohhhh sweetie" he moaned contentedly "I am sooo keeping you forever!
You must've known I was going to find you this morning. But I don't
understand how you could've known wintergreen was my favorite scent. It
turns me on soooo much."

"No, stop doing that" Timmy complained "It feels weird" His voice sounded
strangely stressed to him.

Johndalclitch heard the odd tone as well, but being older, quickly
understood it to be excitement. His lips widened in a huge grin. Again he
ignored the protest "I was probably only gonna do it for a couple of
minutes. But, since you were so thoughtful I'm gonna reward you with a full
tongue bath." And with that, he rubbed his nose up and down one last
time. John gently pushed Timmy's feet apart widening the gap where his legs
met.

"Wh-wh-what are you doing...er...ah ...John?" a panicked Timmy asked.

Promising the tiny boy would enjoy it, John began by pinching Timmy's ass
cheeks together, pushing the already high mounds of flesh even higher. He
licked his lips in anticipation then planted his lips across. He pushed
down some more "Hmmmm...Ohhh Timmy I love the feel of your skin against my
lips" he moaned "Now let me see if it tastes as good as you feel and smell"

"Nnnnnooo waaaayyy!" Timmy groaned as he felt, first the tip of the boy's
giant tongue, then the whole flat surface of it lay across his ass. He felt
his whole back getting licked. Tip, top, bottom, sides, it seemed
Johndalclitch was determined to make sure every part the tongue touched
every part of Timmy's body. Timmy was held down so completely, he couldn't
move at all. The only thing he could do was try to deal with it. Then,
totally shocking him, the tongue went between his legs and started to lick
his cock...before he could figure out what this was about, he heard a noise
and a scream.

Johndalclitch sat up on the bed and yelled "Are you ok, mom?!!" There was
no answer so he ran, threw open the door and ran from the room.

Timmy stood up and immediately his wobbly legs betrayed him "No!!!" he
cried slapping the bed angrily. Crawling, he made his way to the edge. He
looked through the door and, not seeing his giant tormentor, he swung his
legs over the side. It might be only a little below waist height to a
giant. But, to Timmy, one slip would probably be fatal. He carefully inched
his way down. He was so focused on carefully making her way down that he
took too long and didn't hear him return.

Johndalclitch snuck in quietly, easy to do in his bare feet, and sat down
behind the unsuspecting Timmy. Then with his left hand just below the
attempted escapee, his right hand punched the bed causing him to
fall. "Going somewhere, my tasty treat?" John asked with a smirk.

"Guess not" Timmy grumbled "Can't blame me for trying"

"As long as you don't blame me for catching you" was the cheeky
reply. Standing up, Johndalclitch brought Timmy up to his face and studied
him "Sorta killed the mood, didn't it?" he said, more that a little
disappointed "Well, maybe I can take your measurements, then"

The hand containing Timmy was lowered to the desk. It opened and he rolled
off. Still nude, he backed up against a book that was less than waist high,
but it still gave him a little cover. He sat on it, crossed his legs and
wrapped both hands around his nuts.

"You'll have to stand up for me to meaure you." Johndalclitch said as
rolled out a tape measure he found in the drawer.

Timmy sighed and did so, knowing he didn't really have a choice, again he
tucked both hand between his legs and around his nuts. He'd learned a bit
the last hour. This time, he pushed them together and managed to keep his
testicles hidden, at least. "Can't I have some clothes, John?" he asked

"Sorry, no doll clothes, Timmy. I'm sure I could find something on the
boardwalk when the stores open" Johndalclitch replied "You're not cold, are
you"

Timmy shrugged "Not really" he admitted "It's...just...I'm not really
comfortable ...err..."

"Stark naked" Johndalclitch finished amusedly "Well, I could get a pair of
scissors and clip some of the bedspread"

Timmy nodded "Sure! Now?" he said eagerly

"After the measurements" Johndalclitch insisted "Now stand up straight"
this almost resulted in Timmy's hand exposing the little patch of hair
between his legs. "four inches tall" John observed "A nice size for a toy
don'cha think?"

Timmy rolled his eyes and said "No"

"Well, I do" Johndalclitch replied reaching out and brushing Timmy's side
with the back of his hand "Ok, hips and waist next"

Timmy shook his head and said "Uh-uh, I'd have to move my hands."

"Well you could just turn around" John suggested "Then you could..."

Again, a shaking of the head "No way" Timmy insisted "You'll be staring at
my butt the whole time."

"True" the giant boy replied, reasonably "It's a perfect little butt. How
can I not stare at it?"

"And the last time you did, you ended up licking me all over!" Timmy said,
hotly.

Johndalclitch smiled wistfully, enjoying the memory and said "Yeah, I
know. But it was your fault for wearing that wintergreen scent. It just
drives me crazy.

"Never do that again" Timmy grumbled "It wasn't on purpose, either!"

That produced a wicked grin from Johndalclitch "Oh, I didn't mind" he said
"and actually I plan to have you take a bath in wintergreen scented water,
very soon!"

"Not a chance!" Timmy fired back "Fine! I'll turn around" While his back
was turned Johndalclitch kept looking him over and finally reached over and
tweaked the exposed ass. "See, I knew you couldn't just leave it alone"

Johndalclitch shrugged and pointed out "I never promised to. Now, one last
thing" the giant smiled broadly "testicle measurements"

"I can't do that one." Timmy complained "It's too hard to reach"

John laughed gleefully "Oh don't worry, I was planning to do it anyway"

"Uh-uh" Timmy replied shyly

"Gee, you're awfully shy" the giant observed "I can't believe you've
never..."

"Only once" was the surprising reply "Last week was the first time I ever
showed them to a boy"

"My God, Timmy" John replied, giggling "How old are you?"

"I just turned eleven" the tiny boy replied.

The Brobdingnagian choked in shock "And you've got nuts like those
already!" he exclaimed "They're....wow...well look at it this way I've
already seen them a couple of time, right

"Well, yeah" Timmy replied, wondering where this was going.

Johndalclitch's voice became low and husky "And I was fondling them I was
carrying you back from the beach, wasn't I?"

"Uh-huh" Timmy admitted

"You liked it, didn't you?" the giant teenager asked. Timmy nodded. He
resisted the urge to grin. "Well then let me do it again, only this time
you'll be able to see what I'm doing. You'll like it better."

Timmy frowned slightly, thinking "Umm, I dunno" he said.

"Look, tell you what, I'll put my hand on the desk beside you. Instead of
me touching you, I'll let you do the touching" Johndalclitch offered.

Timmy nodded, when the huge hand settled on the desk he approached it
cautiously. At first, he kept looking back afraid of his reared getting
tweaked. But Johndalclitch restrained himself. After a minute Timmy said "I
guess it couldn't hurt to try"

"Good" Johndalclitch said "Then just walk into my palm and I'll show you
why boys like their nuts as much as girls do." he watched the little boy do
exactly that and his heart started to pound in his chest, thinking of all
the possibilities. <i>A perfect body, a delicious perfectly shaped ass and
now he's willingly walking into my hand </i>he thought <i> can't wait to
suck on those ---nope take it slow he scolded herself</i>

"Go ahead, John" Timmy said, leaning on the giant's hand. He still watched
the approaching finger nervously

Johndalclitch touched the tip of Timmy's right testicle and pressed it
in. That, of course, made the penis stand up and push out farther than
normal. The response was immediate, the tiny boy pushed forward seeking
more attention for the swollen testicle "Like that, do ya?" John asked
casually. He was trying very hard to contain his own excitement. He'd
already ravaged his ass rather against his will. <i>I could do it again,
too!!</i> NO

"Why does it stand up that way?" Timmy asked, curiously.

"Just enjoy for now" Johndalclitch instructed "Explanations later" with
that she resumed manipulating the testicle, flicking, gently rubbing it
until the boy moaned. Then he started his other hand working on the other
orb. Next, admittedly for his own amusement, Johndalclitch began bouncing
both testicles off his finger. Watching them jiggle really tempted him to
start suckling on them.

Timmy gasped when his feet suddenly left the desktop "Wha-appened?" he
asked. Timmy had been absorbed in the fingers fondling his testicles that
the lifting sensation surprised him.

"Well, after sucking and licking that perfect little ass of yours, how
could I not want to get a taste of your testicles" Johndalclitch said
"You'll like that, too"

Timmy decided that if the giant boy was right about the fondling, he was
probably right about this idea. "Sounds like fun, John" he said

"Here goes" Johndalclitch said. He started by kissing Timmy's right
testicle, then the left one, then, back to the right. He stretched his
mouth until he had completely engulfed it, then he locked his lips firmly
around his prize and began moving the hand that held the tiny boy back and
forth.

Timmy was in heaven "God, keep it up!" he moaned "Don't forget about the
other side!!" His hips were moving in rhythm to the giant teens sucking

what, the Brobdingnagian wondered should he do to his tiny Timmy next. He
knew he was lucky, not just to have found a little person, but a tiny boy.
After flicking his nipple a couple of more times Johndalclitch began
sliding his mouth across Timmy's Penis. But.....

Suddenly there was a loud knocking at the bedroom door. Johndalclitch
looked up, annoyed. "What?"

"Mom says we're going to the beach now. To the barbeque."

Johndalclitch let out an exasperated sigh. His dorky little brother! Nice
timing, he thought.

"Tell Mom I'm not going. I've got studying to do."

He heard his brother make a snorting sound from the other side of the
door. "We're on vacation, Brainiac!"

"Bug off, squirt."

"Bite me!" Then he heard his brother's running footsteps heading
away. After a few minutes he heard the front door slam closed as his mother
and brother left the house.

Johndalclitch turned back to look at the miniature boy resting in his
palm. Timmy's breathing had slowed down to near normal, and he sprawled
across the giant fingers, stretching his tiny body languorously. He smiled
up at the giant boy.

"Hmmm. That was nice, John. It kind of felt like we didn't quite finish,
though." he ran a tiny hand along the edge of the huge hand, an expectant
look in his dazzling green eyes.

Johndalclitch chuckled. "That's right, my tiny boy. Lots more we can
do. We've got a lot of time, though. Let's slow it down a little. Lets'
talk."

The giant boy moved onto his bed, lying back on two pillows he had placed
up against the headboard. He carefully kept Timmy balanced in his hand,
bringing him close to her face.

"John, umm, can I ask you something?"

"Sure, boy friend. What is it?"

"Well, it's just that you've seen me naked, you know. And played with me
and stuff...and, uhhh...do you think I could see..."

"Ohhh," said Johndalclitch, finally understanding. Grinning, he said, "You
want to see me naked, don't you, Tiny Timmy?"

Timmy got up on his elbows in the giant hand, looking straight up into the
giant boy's eyes. He saw his own tiny figure captured in the limpid depths
of each huge black pupil. "Yeah, I do, John. Please?"

Johndalclitch laughed. "Sure. I guess that's only fair."

Johndalclitch laid one of the pillows flat on the bed, and gently placed
Timmy on top of it.  The giant boy then stood near the edge of his bed, and
began unbuttoning his shirt. He smiled down at Timmy as he slowly pulled
the shirt off, revealing a flat stomach.

 Johndalclitch sat easily on the edge of his bed, careful not to jostle his
tiny friend. He then kicked off his Jeans and he pulled off his underwear,
he tossed them playfully at Timmy on the pillow.

The blanket-sized piece of heavy white cloth landed on top of Timmy,
causing the tiny boy to fall over.

"You okay?" asked Johndalclitch, leaning down, concern in her voice.

Timmy bounced up, hugging the huge under garment to him, feeling the
residual warmth in the thick fabric. "I know where I'm sleeping tonight!"

The giant boy laughed. "You little perv! Gimme back my underwear!"

The tiny boy shook his head. "Nope. Mine now."

"Okay, tiny. Back to the show."

"Yeah!" Timmy squealed, clapping his hands.

 Johndalclitch eased himself back up against one pillow as he gently
scooped Timmy off the other. He placed Timmy up against his right
testicle. "How's that feel?"

Timmy snuggled up against the soft, flesh encased
testicle. "Mmmm. Wonderful! They're so huge and firm!"

Johndalclitch laughed. "Thanks, but they're not much compared to those
little marbles of yours." Here the giant teen reached down and took Timmy's
left testicle between his thumb and forefinger, squeezing it gently. The
miniature boy sighed.

"Mmm. That feels nice, John. I do really like yours, too....  Just Then
Johndalclitch's mother called for him to come downstairs, the giant boy set
Timmy down on the pillow And said we will continue this later, maybe you
would like to bounce on my penis later? Timmy clapped his hands And said
you bet I would, John got dressed and went down stairs.

Dom ducked behind one of the air vents and crouched down, just inside. His
brother had never found this hiding spot in all the years they'd vacationed
here. He was panting from running "Now...lets see...what's...so
int...eresting...about...you" he said.

"Let me go" Timmy pleaded "I just wanna go home"

Dom was just shocked that the doll talked "You're real!" he exclaimed

"Yes! I'm real!" a furious Timmy yelled back as he squirmed in the boy's
hand. "Put me down!"

Dom shook his head "No way" he said "tell me why my brother was touching
you like he was" "I-I don't kn-know" he stuttered. Timmy grabbed and yanked
at the index finger, but it hardly moved

the giant boy scratched his head, curiously "The first thing John talked
about was your nuts" he commented "How come?"

"You're only ten" Timmy countered, forcefully "That's none of your
business!"

Dom flinched at the harsh tone coming from the tiny boy. By reflex, the
young boy almost put him down. "Don't tell me what to do, Shorty!" he said,
realizing just who was in charge "Now, let's talk about your nuts" Since he
had his index finger around Timmy's waist he opened it. Using his other
hand, Dom poked at the little balls. Whenever the tiny boy managed to get
one of his arms in the way, Dom just flicked it aside.

"STOP IT! STOP IT!" Timmy yelled desperately as he kicked and struggled. If
this was a boy his size, she would've just pushed him away. Besides which,
he would've never let a boy younger than him see him naked like
this. "Oooh" he gasped, when the giant finger pushed on his testicle. It
was like he'd pressed his pleasure button.

At first Dom thought he'd hurt the tiny boy, but then he remembered how he
had watched his brother and his boyfriend at his birthday party. He grinned
and continued pushing and poking at the trapped testicle. Dom noticed that
the more he did it the more Timmy thrashed around in his hand "Should I
lick it, like John did?" he asked, already moving the hand holding the
action figured-sized boy to his face.

"Uh-uh" Timmy denied "No way! Stop!" his eyes locked on the fast
approaching lips.

"EDOMANDO!! GET YOUR SCRAWNY ASS OUT HERE!!" Johndalclitch yelled, very
nearby.

Timmy, not wanting to be a sex toy to a younger boy screamed all he could
"Over here! Help! Please! This way!!"

"COME ON OUT!! YOU CAN'T HIDE FOREVER!!" Johndalclitch continued yelling.

Dom muffled Timmy's next scream by pressing his fingertip right into his
lips. "Shhh!" he hissed.

Timmy instinctively bit the finger "This way!" he yelled at the top of his
lungs.

"Eeep" the giant 10-year old yelped. It didn't really hurt, it felt like a
pinch, but it had surprised him. His brother's footsteps were getting
closer. He didn't want to give up his fun, yet, if at all. He had to find
another way fast. Looking around he didn't see anything that would
help. Dom did the only think he could think of. He pulled the waistband of
his bathing suit and dropped the tiny boy in. When he screamed this time,
even he had a hard time hearing him.

"Ohh, God, no" Timmy whimpered as he rolled off the boy's hand. His leg
brushed against something he didn't even want to think about. He landed on
soft material that sagged with his weight, then rebounded like he was on a
trampoline. He bounced against the hairless flesh between the boy's legs
and landed again. Looking up, he saw Dom's grinning face. Then the
waistband snapped back.

The tiny boy went silent in Dom's shorts after yelling a few times. He
wondered what he could be doing; he could feel him moving around. Then he
felt a gush of air creep up his left leg. He touched the spot, discovering
the tiny boy trying to wriggle through. He stretched it a little and tucked
his bathing suit back into place. Dom felt Timmy slide back up his leg this
time the tiny boy bumped into his dick and slowly slid off. Dom whispered
"Wow! That feels cool"

"Uggghh!" Timmy complained when he realized what she'd crashed
into. Trapped in the confined space of the giant boy's tight suit, he
couldn't do anything but let himself slide. The head of it pressed into his
stomach, then he hung there by his chest until he wriggled this time he
fell and the thing rubbed his face before he again landed in the bouncy
material. Surprising Timmy, he noticed that he had more room in his
prison. The reason was obvious when he looked up. Dom's giant member was
stiffening. Timmy felt the ground underneath him as the boy settled to the
ground.

Dom was quickly discovering that the tiny boy was fun to play with. He
still didn't know why Johndalclitch was doing what he did, but as long as
his brother was poking around the roof he couldn't move. And since he
didn't want do be found, he wasn't about to let his new toy out of his
swimsuit. Sitting on the ground made it impossible for him to try any way
but his waistband to get out. He didn't know why his dick suddenly got hard
but he really liked it...The boy...he thought. With that, he got a hand
beneath him and lifted him onto it.

"EEEEE!!!" Timmy squealed when he was lifted by what he couldn't see. Then,
he fought for his breath when the wind was knocked out of him when he
landed. He remembered it being kind of nice when he'd been pulled into
Mikey's (the boy who'd taken him to the make-out party) lap and he felt
something pushing into his ass. But this time, he was in the last place he
could possibly want to be---he thought. He realized it was bending with him
weight and started fighting to get off it.

"Ooooh" the 10-year old boy sighed at the surprisingly pleasant sensation
that rushed through him when Timmy's tiny body landed on his dick ...Almost
as good---he thought ---as a dish of chocolate ice cream...He felt his
weight push his dick down. Then he felt him trying to get off. As if Dom
had wanted it, his dick got harder and the tiny boy slid back down the
length of it. "Mmmmm" he moaned, pleasurably. He spread his legs a little.

Timmy struggled with all his might, desperately wriggling and twisting his
body, all the while unknowingly causing Dom to get more and more excited. A
shifting of his body caused Timmy to slide all the way to the head then as
it bent again he almost fell off. Again, it thrust forward and up. He heard
the giant boy moan and his breathing get ragged. "GET ME OFF HERE!!" he
yelled.

"Best...thing...ever...felt" Dom panted getting more and more caught up in
these new sensations. He forgot about his brother. He lay down beside the
air vent and pulled his swimsuit off.

Timmy blinked at the sudden burst of light. As his eyes adjusted, he
thought about escaping. But a giant hand trapped him against the giant
boy's...thing...and began rubbing him up and down against it. To him, it
seemed that his testicles were being especially rubbed on it. His struggles
were useless and he was tiring out. Finally he just stopped fighting. All
he could do was keep his face off it. The up and down movement slowed and
it started twitching on its own. Timmy could feel the boy's pulse in the
vein he was pressed against "AHHHHH!!!" he yelled in a desperate panic.

"Oh...My GOD!" Dom groaned as his dick twitched wildly "THIS IS
INCREDIBLE!" he screamed. He finally thrust his hips into the air "Hm-AH!!"
he panted over and over until finally he let out a long
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!"

Timmy knew exactly what had just happened, about the only thing he was
grateful for was the fact that , being 10, Dom hadn't hit puberty. At least
he was dry, instead of wet and sticky. "Let me go" he pleaded.

All glassy eyed, and with a silly grin on his face, Dom replied "You've
gotta be kid----"

"Found you!" a voice exclaimed "Give him back! NOW!!"

To be continued