The Babysitter
Sam saw the gears turning behind the cute, young face. His giant eyes darted behind closed lids. He bit his massive lip. Sam thought about Jacob's massive lips, and what it would be like to touch them. He felt a peculiar sensation when he thought about the giant's mouth. But how could he convince Jacob to let him take a look?
Sam called up to the giant again, "I have a game we could play!"
Jacob opened his eyes and centered his gaze on the tiny teen. "What is it?" he asked.
Sam cleared his throat, "Can we play adventure? I bet your mouth is like a cave to me at this size." Sam felt awkward. He had always had a fascination with the thought of tongues or mouths. He never thought this exact situation would come about. Now a weird fantasy could become reality, if the boy would play along.
"Hahaha yeah I bet! And my tongue must be like an airplane!" Jacob stuck out his tongue and made an airplane sound. He smiled from ear to ear. Sam couldn't help smiling back. He blushed, staring at the massive tasting muscle hanging between the giant boy's teeth. It was wet and covered in warm spit. He withdrew his tongue back into his mouth. Sam watched it as it traveled into the dark mouth. He was transfixed while staring at the boy's adorable lips.
Jacob noticed Sam looking on in awe, so he brought him up close to his face. Sam's heart skipped a beat.
Jacob stuck his tongue out again, this time resting the tip of his tongue on his hand. Sam reached out and touched it with his finger tips. His tongue was slippery smooth and hot. He could smell Jacob's breath from here; it smelled like chocolate chip cookies. Just being so close to a giant tongue made Sam feel a tightness in his crotch. He blushed even more so.
Suddenly, Jacob lifted up his giant tongue and dragged it across Sam's face, licking him. He brought his tongue back in, giggling. Sam sat up. His face was all slippery. The feeling of being licked, it sent Sam into heaven. The warm, soft tongue. The spit didn't smell gross, it only turned him on more. He couldn't stop staring blankly at the giant boy's mouth. Jacob saw him staring and stuck his tongue out again, letting Sam touch it.
Sam was ecstatic. He jumped up onto Jacob's tongue and slid down, getting his front side fully lubricated and warm. Jacob watched him and laughed (as much as he could laugh with his tongue sticking out). Sam looked up as Jacob's freckles danced across his face. Sam was ready to feel the giant's tongue again when he heard Jacob say, "Howd ownnn." It seemed to happen in slow motion to Sam. Jacob brought his tongue back into his mouth, swallowed, getting his tongue all wet again, then stuck his tongue out. Sam was beside himself. He remembered watching Jacob's ears twitch when he swallowed. He remembered watching the boy's throat bob. He needed to get inside that adorable mouth.
Sam called up to the giant again, "I have a game we could play!"
Jacob opened his eyes and centered his gaze on the tiny teen. "What is it?" he asked.
Sam cleared his throat, "Can we play adventure? I bet your mouth is like a cave to me at this size." Sam felt awkward. He had always had a fascination with the thought of tongues or mouths. He never thought this exact situation would come about. Now a weird fantasy could become reality, if the boy would play along.
"Hahaha yeah I bet! And my tongue must be like an airplane!" Jacob stuck out his tongue and made an airplane sound. He smiled from ear to ear. Sam couldn't help smiling back. He blushed, staring at the massive tasting muscle hanging between the giant boy's teeth. It was wet and covered in warm spit. He withdrew his tongue back into his mouth. Sam watched it as it traveled into the dark mouth. He was transfixed while staring at the boy's adorable lips.
Jacob noticed Sam looking on in awe, so he brought him up close to his face. Sam's heart skipped a beat.
Jacob stuck his tongue out again, this time resting the tip of his tongue on his hand. Sam reached out and touched it with his finger tips. His tongue was slippery smooth and hot. He could smell Jacob's breath from here; it smelled like chocolate chip cookies. Just being so close to a giant tongue made Sam feel a tightness in his crotch. He blushed even more so.
Suddenly, Jacob lifted up his giant tongue and dragged it across Sam's face, licking him. He brought his tongue back in, giggling. Sam sat up. His face was all slippery. The feeling of being licked, it sent Sam into heaven. The warm, soft tongue. The spit didn't smell gross, it only turned him on more. He couldn't stop staring blankly at the giant boy's mouth. Jacob saw him staring and stuck his tongue out again, letting Sam touch it.
Sam was ecstatic. He jumped up onto Jacob's tongue and slid down, getting his front side fully lubricated and warm. Jacob watched him and laughed (as much as he could laugh with his tongue sticking out). Sam looked up as Jacob's freckles danced across his face. Sam was ready to feel the giant's tongue again when he heard Jacob say, "Howd ownnn." It seemed to happen in slow motion to Sam. Jacob brought his tongue back into his mouth, swallowed, getting his tongue all wet again, then stuck his tongue out. Sam was beside himself. He remembered watching Jacob's ears twitch when he swallowed. He remembered watching the boy's throat bob. He needed to get inside that adorable mouth.