Reece and Max: Rest and Relaxation

Rest and Relaxation

Ever since they started dating, Reece would insist that his little boyfriend take naps with him. Even if Max was busy or doing chores, the giant would come and pluck him from his work and they'd settle down somewhere. It was kind of funny--as a giant, Reece could clearly get away with whatever he wanted, but he knew Max wouldn't stick around if he got too pushy, so this was the only area he frequently used his might to get his way. He had long desired having one of the little humans as a mate and had patiently courted Max to earn his trust, which had finally paid off when Max agreed to come over after one of their dates. It’d been years since then, and Reece still relished the feeling of Max's little body settling in between his pecs or lounging on his groin, which either had the effect of calming him completely, or sending him right over the edge.

Max knew this too, and on this particular Summer afternoon he put up a mock struggle against Reece's fist as the giant's fingers closed around him. The mountain of a man just smiled at the sight, before giving Max a wink and heading to the fridge for a beer. They made their way to the back porch where Reece settled down on an old couch he'd dragged outside, his heft causing the frame to creak under the strain. Reece dropped Max onto his belly, letting his little partner figure out where he wanted to settle himself, and as he did so Reece lit a cigarette and let out a heavy sigh. He was about ready to fall asleep right there and  then, bathed in the warm sunlight, but Max had other ideas, and after climbing down the giant's belly he sat himself down at the base of Reece's cock, laying himself out invitingly on warm flesh of the giant's thick member, a tactic which usually would get his boyfriend's attention.

Reece dragged on his cigarette, pretending not to notice his partner’s coy advances. But the feeling of Max’s tiny movements as he pushed lightly against the fleshy trunk of his cock had a predictable effect on his flaccid manhood. He took a swig of the cold beer in his other hand, trying to ignore the swelling sensation in his groin, its heat tickled by the cooling breeze behind their house. “Keep that up, Max, and you’re going to have to take care of him” he grumbled, not even lifting his head to address the boy, “I wouldn’t be stirring him up down there, ya know he’s a lot bigger than you…”

That was one of his favorite games: Reece setting Max up in a fight against his manhood, like a little cowboy wrestling with an untamed stallion. Max was more determined than ever, though it could be an uphill battle trying to raise Reece’s fat cock without any help from the giant. It was all but impossible to get a good grip on the sweaty skin, though easier now when it was laying heavily on top of his plump balls. “This fat bastard doesn’t stand a chance” Max shouted back, hoping Reece could hear him, “he might be bigger than me, but he’s not that clever!” Max chuckled at his own joke, pressing his back a little harder against his boyfriend’s shaft, which gave a mighty twitch in response. He was glad Reece was in the mood for a bit of fun, but it was clear that the giant expected him to work on his erection a bit before he’d ‘join in’. 

Max stood up and turned around to face his challenger, stretching his arms as he contemplated a method to win this match, and he had plenty of ideas…

To be continued.