Andrew

 The house down the road had been empty for about a year now. The straight couple that had lived there before were nice enough, but they had grown tired of the commute to the city. They thought that life in the “country” was not what they thought it was going to be. I was beginning to think that it would just sit there empty, and frankly, I was glad. I am a writer, and I enjoy my privacy.
One Friday evening as I was returning home from a week-long trip, I noticed that the “for sale” sign was gone – and there was a pick-up parked in the driveway. There were also lights on in the house. “Hmmm... new neighbors? – I hope it’s not some straight homophobe! “I thought to myself.
The next day I was awakened to the sound of a lawn mower. I looked out the window, and saw a man pushing a mower. Not just a man, but a total hunk. I had to get my binoculars! I got a fix on him—what a sight! He appeared to be about my height, six feet, and pretty solidly built. I hurriedly got dressed – tight denim shorts and my “lucky” T-shirt. I set out to get the newspaper. The man waved at me, and I decided that I should check this out. I walked cautiously down the road in the intense South Georgia heat. As I walked closer to his property, I was feeling more and more anxious. He looked better and better the closer I got. He had dark hair, cropped real short. He was in worn-out shorts, and a sleeveless t-shirt. At first, I only saw the back of him, soaked with sweat. I couldn’t help staring at his wide back, thick hairy legs and perfectly rounded muscular butt. My mind was racing. He’s probably a straight homophobe. What if he catches me staring? I reached his gate, and he turned around. He grinned ever so slightly. What a perfect face to match that body. His eyes were a warm brown color, and he had a thick, well trimmed goatee. He turned off the mower and walked over to me. He was dripping in sweat. He held out one of his strong, hairy arms, and in a manly voice said; “Hey-- ‘name’s Andrew, worked up quite a sweat cutting the yard – I understand if you don’t want to shake right now.” I took his huge hand in mine. He smiled. I told him my name, and welcomed him to the “neighborhood”. I couldn’t get over those bulging biceps, or the outline of his perfectly pumped pecs, and all that dark hair matted underneath his sweaty t-shirt as we shook hands. I felt very self-conscious. You see, I’ve always been told that I’m handsome and have a great body, but this man could put anyone to shame. He lifted his arm to wipe the sweat from his face and I caught my first glimpse of his bushy armpit. Just then, his wonderful musky scent filled my nose. No deodorant, I was instantly hard --and speechless– just taking in his masculine presence. Did he notice? I looked down at his sweaty shorts. There was a nice big bulge there. Did it just move? Maybe he wasn’t so straight after all...

We stood there through an awkward silence. I was desperately trying to think of something clever to say.
Andrew broke the silence by saying “It sure is hot, how about a cold beer, I could use a break, anyway.” Needless to say, I followed him inside. He had a nice place. I noticed only a few boxes left to unpack, but more importantly – no sign of a wife or roommate. I sat on his sofa, as he went to the ‘fridge for the beers. He said to make myself at home, --we were all alone. When he returned, he sat next to me handing me a beer. We chatted as we drank our beer. The whole time his scent was all around me- I was enjoying the intoxicating smell of this man. I guess you can tell—I’m a freak for sweat, and more particular, the scent(s) of a Man.
I found out that he was indeed gay, and had been single for a while. “My last lover,” he was saying “left me after he found out my (pause) –secret.” “Nothing serious - I don’t want to scare you - there’s something about me that he could not get used to...” I got real nervous, yet intrigued. I said “yes” to another beer. Andrew and I continued talking, this time about me. All the time, the sexual tension was building between us. He confessed that he was very attracted to me. After hearing that, and watching those strong, full lips say the words; I leaned over and kissed him. He tasted magnificent! We started making out, our hands exploring every inch of each other’s body through our soaking wet clothes (it was hot in there, too.) We made our way upstairs to the bedroom...leaving a trail of clothes on the stairs. One thought on my mind; I had to taste those ripe, smelly pits! He pushed me onto the cool sheets of his bed. He was on top of me – I could feel the heat radiating from him. His cock was stiff, and I could feel how big and fat it was through his wet shorts (and my underwear). We were both getting wilder and wilder... All of a sudden, he pulled his face away from me. He said: “Wait! I want you to know something ... My sw...” Never letting him finish, I grabbed him, rolled on top, and lifted his big beefy arms above his head... He tried to speak, “...But...” I put my mouth on his – kissing him wildly to silence him. I pulled my face away – eyeing those beautiful, spicy pits! – The aroma was overpowering, I had to get “into” those bushy pits. Then, I buried my nose in his left armpit! I breathed in the aroma, and began to lick. He was shouting something, but I paid no attention. I started to get a strange feeling in the pit of my stomach – it was like I was falling... no, it was like I was on a roller coaster down that first thrilling hill... It all happened so quickly—what the heck was happening? I buried my face further into his pit – my face? I closed my eyes... sniff, slurp,. My hands slipped off of his arms, God, this man was overpowering me!! My body felt like it was sliding across his furry chest. What? How? Whooooosh!!! My cock was rock hard! I not only heard his voice, I felt it from under me. It was deeper, vibrating through my whole body... what the heck??
I opened my eyes. I looked up, where was I? I was lying in a field of grass covered by a wet blanket. Wait, this isn’t grass – This blanket smells like my sweat! I’m shrinking!! That “blanket” is my underwear... I’ve shrunken into my underwear. The ground beneath me is moving – it’s vibrating, too. The “blanket” lifted into the air, and then was gone. What’s going on? I tried to stand up, losing my balance and falling to the “ground”. I sat up and stared. I saw Andrew’s face, only it was huge!! I had shrunk, and was now sitting right in the middle of his hairy chest. But, how? I looked on either side of me – are those his nipples? They are so big! I must be about 4 or 5 inches tall! I heard his voice again - it was very loud; “I tried to warn you...” I could not only smell his breath, but I could feel the hot steamy wind all over my body. “My sweat has the power to shrink other men.” I couldn’t believe it! I had swallowed this man’s sweat, and here I am sitting on his chest. I just sat there, staring in awe at this colossal man’s beautiful face, now the size of a house. I looked at his arms – his biceps were almost as big as me. I was very afraid (and totally aroused!!!) I asked him “How do I could get back to normal size?” He laughed, and the whole “ground” shook. “First things first – you hot little f*ck*r! ...” He reached one of those monstrous arms over my head, and I heard what I later found to be his shorts being removed. I turned around just in time to hear the huge “SLAP!” and saw his uncut cock, now even bigger than me, fall on his huge tight, chiseled abs. There was a trail of thick hair leading down to his bushy “mound” of pubic hair. It looked as though a huge tree had fallen. Talk about a “Pleasure Path!”

I had stopped shrinking for the moment... Still frightened, I stared down the pleasure path at Andrew’s enormous 'tree sized' uncut cock. I had seen my share of men’s dicks before, but never in such great detail. His cock was still rock-hard, and I could see it throbbing for some attention. I was lost, imagining all the things that I could do at this size... “Hey!” I heard from behind me—in the loudest, deepest voice that I have ever heard (and felt). I snapped back to reality ! Wholly sh*t, I am totally at this hot giant’s mercy. Am I dreaming? I turned my head around again to see his gigantic lips curling into a sinister smile “Don’t be afraid -- little man...” I watched that hairy goatee and beautiful full lips pronounce the words in a way that I had never even imagined before. The wind (his breath) blew all over my soaking wet body. It was one of the most incredible feelings I have ever felt in my life-- up 'till now, of course. “...just relax, and enjoy it.” Thankfully, he was speaking softer – it was beginning to hurt my small ears. I thought to myself; “I AM really enjoying this helpless feeling!” Besides, even If I was in any danger – what a way to go!!!
I then saw his gigantic arm reach over to the nightstand and his huge meaty hand effortlessly pick up a sheet of wood the size of a bus. Hard to believe that a few minutes ago, I was much taller than that building-sized nightstand. “Stand up!” The giant Andrew commanded! I complied, as the “wood” came down right next to me. It was at least 3 times taller than I was. I saw his huge hand turn the “wood” around, and noticed that there were markings on it, and large numbers. Oh, my gosh!! It’s a ruler! I stepped closer as I was “measured”. 4 inches! Damn, that was pretty small. “You must have really swallowed quite a bit of my sweat!” he laughed. He was still sweating, too. I was standing in the middle of that humid hairy chest. It was as if I was standing in a marsh. Thick course vines growing all around and under my feet. Most were matted down with moisture, but some came up to mid-thigh. The “marsh” was moving up and down as he breathed. His masculine “scent” was everywhere. I never lost my hard-on for one second. Andrew put the ruler away, and said “Why don’t you begin exploring...?”
I was so excited!! “Where do I begin?”-I thought to myself. I looked up at his glorious face, then back at the “fallen tree”. I looked left at his “untouched” right armpit – then right to the pit that I had enjoyed so much (I could crawl in there now!) I headed North, right for that bushy cave (his mouth). He had his huge head up on a pillow so that he could watch me. What a strange feeling to walk on a giant’s hairy skin. My balls ached, and I thought they might explode from all the lusty thoughts in my head.
I reached his chin, and reached out to touch his goatee. Strange—It looked so hard, but felt sort of soft, like shag carpeting . I reached up, and grabbed hold of his bottom lip. I pulled myself up, as my cock rubbed on the carpet. Damn, I’m gonna blow!! I did my best to hold my jiz back – I wasn’t ready to cum, yet! I grabbed hold of his moustache, and pulled myself up again. I could feel the hot wind of his breath as he exhaled. I was standing on his bottom lip, rubbing my cock all over his moustache. Suddenly, the giant cave began to open – I felt as if I was going to fall into his mouth! What if I slice myself on those teeth? I pushed myself backwards as hard as I could, and fell backwards... Thud! I had a soft landing—he caught me in the palm of his hand. Whew! He began to move me —towards his mouth! Was he going to chew me up? I screamed!!! I was shifted around, and felt those huge hairy fingers on either side of my body. Andrew held on to me firmly, and those lips began to part again. Oh, no!! Instead of me falling in, there was a huge pink, wet sponge that pressed against my own hairy chest. His tongue! I was suspended from his fingers, as his large tongue moved about my body – covering me with his sticky saliva. He thoroughly saturated my entire body. I smelled like his spit. Damn, this is HOT!! He turned me around and “licked” my back, legs, and then probed my tiny ass. I was so close to cumming!!! Then he moved me closer, and turned me around again. Those huge lips closed around my miniature manhood. I felt a strong sucking sensation, and BLEW MY WAD into that gigantic cave. Never had I cum like that before!! I felt the sensation throughout my whole body. Then, he placed me back onto his chest. “Mmmm... That tasted great!” I must have cum a lot, for him to be able to taste it at his size!
My cock was still throbbing as I stood there covered in his scent. I felt like I could come again and again!
His huge blue eyes “smiled”, as they focused in on me. I knew that I was totally safe – so my mind started to wander again... I reached down to the “ground', and rubbed my index finger quickly against his skin. I thought; “What would happen if...” I brought my wet finger to my mouth, licked it clean – then swallowed.
I recognized this feeling from before... I looked up at his “growing” smile as I began to dwindle down in size again. As I was shrinking, more slowly this time, the ground began to move. Andrew was raising his body up a bit, and I began to lose my balance as those “vines” were getting larger. I managed to grab hold of one of these growing hairs, and looked South. The “fallen tree” and “bushes” were getting larger, too. The slope was getting steeper – I let go, and began to tumble downward...

To be continued...