John placed a hand down next to Trevor and waited silently as the tiny boy stopped his playing and looked over at his open palm. Trevor looked up at John's face and the giant smiled down waiting for realization. After understanding what was expected of him the little boy walked carefully to the hand and clamored onto it, taking with him the sword from the action figure with him. As he settled into the center of the huge hand he gripped the tiny sword close to him as if for protection. John lifted his hand up and spoke to it's tiny occupant...
"How about we watch some television, little one?" he asked. The boy shrugged his shoulders. The man wanted more enthusiasm from his new friend and pushed the point on. "We can watch the movie you're dressed for...I have it on bluray." That made Trevor take notice as he began to fidget in his hand. Satisfied, John carried him into the living room and set him down on the coffee table. Reaching down next to him he grabbed the remote and turned on the TV and bluray player. A short search later and he had the movie in the machine and it loaded up. Looking back at the coffee table he was sure the little boy was safe before leaving to his bedroom to change out of his dirty garden clothes. Safe...or trapped...? He pushed the thought out of his mind. Soon he returned clad in his gym shorts and t-shirt as he sat down and got comfortable on the sofa. Pressing play he got the movie started, setting the remote on the table and reaching for Trevor. Gently scooping the boy up he brought him to him and set him on his lap. Trevor slightly disoriented by the sudden travel and depositing by the giant hand soon settled among the folds of the shorts on John's thigh.
"Comfortable, little boy?" the giant asked.
"Uh-huh...," Trevor replied half heatedly as his eyes widened at the biggest TV he's ever seen come to life with his favorite movie. "It's HUGE!" he exclaimed, making John grin. As the movie played on Trevor was mesmerized by the action, occasionally jumping up and swinging his sword mimicking the battles on screen. John ignored the movie and watched Trevor the whole time. The tiny child so small he was running around on his very thigh. In his not quite the right size toga...swinging a toy sword around. He was the most adorable thing he'd ever seen. In Trevor's playing he accidentally slid down the side oh John's thigh and landed on his lap. Unfazed the boy continued to jump and swing his weapon in mock battle. John could feel the tiny boy playing in his lap, and the thought he kept pushing aside came rushing to the front again by the sensation. Trevor didn't comprehend that right under his tiny little feet was John's penis that he was playing atop. John considered picking him up and placing the boy back on his thigh or the coffee table, but it was too late. His manhood began to stir. It didn't take long at all for Trevor to notice the ground begin to shift below him. Something was moving under the cloth material and he lost his footing. John gripped the sofa cushion as his cock started to push upwards in a painful angle hindered by his shorts. As he sat trying to think of anything but the fact he had a tiny three inch tall boy playing in his lap, he was jolted back when he felt something flick his dick. Looking down he saw Trevor was swinging his toy sword against the rising bulge that was pushing it's way up in front of him.
"Mister Giant....what is that?!" he yelled excitedly. John was trying so hard not to imagine bad things, but was losing as he was watching Trevor attacking his giant cock like a behemoth serpent.
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