PART ONE
Chapter One
Everything about me is BIG.
I am considered by many to be a giant, definitely an oddity. My hairy body measures 6'8", wear 14 ½ shoes which I usually get custom made. My hands are enormous, like baseball mites and yes, my cock is also big, about 9 inches long, fat and cut and I have huge hairy balls, big low hangers. At 35 years of age I am lean and in shape.
I love working at home. I am a freelance designer, my specialty being furniture design. I custom designed my home to accommodate my size and work at home, this lets me avoid a lot of gawkers and pointers. I have always been pretty much of a loner and tend to zealously guard my privacy. I value my trusted close circle of friends and entertain at home a lot. I purposely designed the back yard for this purpose. The terrace accommodates a good number of folks for B.B. Q's and I am especially proud of the picnic table I created to sit twelve people comfortably. One day, I received a call from Jim, a dear client of mine who wanted to stop by to discuss a major project in the works that he wanted me to be a part of. He was a great guy, always on the go.
It was decided to meet the following day around 1pm. Just as Jim was about to hang up he remembered to ask me if it was ok to bring an acquaintance with him. A guy named Little Tyke.
"Sure, no problem I answered." Jim assured me that I would be fascinated with his little friend. With that we hung up. Somehow Jim piqued my curiosity concerning the "little acquaintance."
The following day I got up a little earlier than usual to get ready for Jim and the mystery guest. This gave me time to get my house chores out of the way and even work in the garden. Before I knew it, the doorbell was ringing. I got up from the sofa and headed to the front door. I whipped open the door with great gusto and to my surprise there stood Jim with a little guy seated on his shoulders. I was taken a back a little by this unusual site, both were smiling. "Hi Dwayne, this is little Tyke, and Tyke this is Dwayne."
"Please to meet you Tyke I answered." I must say I was totally dazzled by the size of the mystery guest and I could tell he was very fascinated by me. Without further ado, I invited them in and headed for the kitchen. Talk about opposites.
Little Tyke was a dwarf measuring 20-inches in height. I noticed he was beautifully proportioned, had a great smile and a remarkable wide mouth, his light blond hair in crew-cut style. Later I learned that he was 25 years of age.
I could not take my eyes off him, I was absolutely captivated and fascinated by my little guest.
Little Tyke was obviously awe struck by me, he kept staring intently at me.
Finally, Jim broke the ice and suggested we sit on the terrace for our meeting as it was such a gorgeous day to be outdoors.
I asked who wanted a beer and they all said yes at once.
We sat at the picnic table enjoying a cold beer and got the meeting underway.
Jim went on to explain what he needed me to do on this new and exciting project filling in the details, costs and fees.
Meanwhile, I could not help but notice how Little Tyke was carefully checking me out. At one point during the meeting I had to take a leak and got up to go the bathroom. I noticed Little Tyke staring up at me, eagerly eyeing my crotch. I was wearing thin light grey jogging pants which I realized for the first time really showed off my manly bulge. I asked if they were ready for another beer and went inside. When I returned, and set the beers down on the table and purposely stood there for a minute to see if Little Tyke would look up at my crotch again and sure enough he did.
He gawked and stared at it and without apology.
I was amazed how I liked being looked at in that way feeling a surge of excitement. This was new to me. I usually dated my right hand, my sexual experience being very, very limited. I sat down again and acknowledged Little Tyke with a smile and resumed talking with Jim.
Before long it was 5pm I suggested the guys stay for supper, they gladly agreed.
With that I got on the phone and ordered pizza.
The pizza delivery guy was at the door in no time at all.
I served up the pizza and beer and we proceeded to wrap up the meeting.
I was glad to see everyone was feeling a little looser now and more at ease, conversation was flowing freely.
I asked Little Tyke what kind of work he did. He said he was an artist and that he was blessed because since the age of 21 he was living off the dividends of a trust fund he inherited from his grandparents. It so happened that he lived only a few blocks away from my house.
That is why Jim thought it would be a good idea for me to meet Little Tyke.
Alas, it was time to call it a night. We exchanged phone numbers and I invited Little Tyke to come visit on the weekend and he accepted without any hesitation.
When my guests where gone, I made myself a hot cup of tea and went out to sit on the patio. I was glad to review what had transpired during the day. I was totally captivated by Little Tyke, fascinated by his size, I realized the feeling was mutual.
That night I went to bed and slept like a log.
Meanwhile, Little Tyke was going over his visit with Dwayne. He was in awe of Dwayne's stature, he thought of him as a friendly giant. Dwayne jet black hairiness fascinated him. He also was impressed at the size of Dwayne's bulge, it was huge. His man bulge looked huge to him. He was very excited about going over to Dwayne's on the following Sunday afternoon.
Chapter Two
Finally, it was Sunday.
Little Tyke called to let me know he was taking a taxi over so I could watch out for him because he could not reach the door bell.
I saw the taxis pull up in the driveway and the driver let the kid out. I opened the front door to greet him and let him in. He looked so sweet, like a little sprog out in the big world on his own.
I told him to make himself at home. It was warm out so we decided to hang out on the patio. I was wearing loose threadbare gym shorts which showed off my man bulge significantly. This did not go unnoticed.
Little Tyke was small so he let me know he might need help to get up on sofas or chairs etc. Also, he needed help when using the toilette.
I assured him it was not a problem and that I was glad to help out.
At first, we were a little awkward around one another, we were doing pizza and beer and later on we were watching a movie. Throughout our conversation, I noticed Little Tyke eyeing my man bulge with an eagle eye and again this made me feel good, so I casually spread my legs wide open in order to give him a better view.
After a while Little Tyke asked me to help him take a piss.
With that I got up and Tyke followed. It was quite the site.